I think I was wrong to previously condemn job centres so completely. The fact that they're filled with unemployable slobs is the worst part about them but it can also be an interesting plus point. I don't look much different from the unwilling, uninterested and uneducated underachievers, which is how I get treated by the people that work there. This makes it possible—and wildly entertaining for me—to confound their misconceptions by really turning on the flair.
For example I think I'm probably the only person ever to have gone in to a job centre and put the phrase "ipso facto" in to a sentence. The look on my advisor's face whilst he tried to reconcile my appearance with my speech was priceless. I might have looked like a simple shit-muncher but I can manoeuvre bureaucracy effortlessly.
