Just remembered another one...
My friend from university, let's call him Martin, for that is his name...

He spent a good few years after graduating doing nothing much except boozing and a part time job in Burger King, then decided fuck it, he needed to get a career, what's wrong with teaching? He had a maths degree too which made him especially appealing as I think it's a shortage area and he got extra pay.

Anyway, he did his PGCE somewhere up North then came down to London for an interview a mutual friend who's a teacher had set him up with at a quite nice private school in North London. Naturally, after the interview he took the opportunity to catch up with some of our old mates from Uni who live down this way for a few beers (I wasn't present, for the record).

An evening of boozing in Holloway, Tufnell Park, etc, ends up with him shagging some girl in the toilets of a bar. At the end, she asks him if he lives locally and he says 'No, I'm just down for an interview - I was at X school yesterday for a Maths job.'

'Oh,' she says brightly, 'I'm starting my A-levels there next year!'

He phoned next week to withdraw his application for the job and got one in a comprehensive up North instead.
(SnowyTheWereRabbit the Leporid from Hell, Thu 4 Dec 2008, 15:04, Reply)