November 17th, 2009

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I had an interview this afternoon to be a cleaner in the house of a patient from the surgery for 3 hours a week. I cancelled it.

I am a terrible person, but I just couldn't be their cleaner. It's hard finding work, I know, but I would never be able to earn money and not declare it, and for 3 hours work a week, well, it just seemed ridiculous to travel all the way over to armley (about 20 minutes drive either way) and mess up my chances of getting an 8 hour day somewhere instead.

gah, tell me i didn't do the wrong thing!