After graduating
I moved to another city and started doing a postgraduate degree. My partner was unemployed and my status as "like-a-student-but-not-a-student" seemed to confuse the benefits office and they didn't quite know what to do with us.

So they decided to send a nice lady round to interview us, and find out more about our situation.

In advance of this visitation we cleaned and cleared the flat throughly. When she arrived we made some tea and we all sat down around a little round dining table in the middle of which was a fruit bowl.

Five minutes in to the interview I noticed with mounting horror that during the clearing up process I had missed something. Lying, plain as day, amongst the fruit was a big, jolly, three-quarter ounce block of cannabis resin which I'd bought before moving to ensure I'd have plenty of stash during the delicate process of finding a new dealer.

Several minutes after that I could tell, from the expression on her face and the way she was kicking me violently beneath the table that my partner had noticed it too.

And after an hour of us sat there, sweating buckets, the lady left, having said nothing. And we got our money and the police never got involved either. So I can only assume she must have thought it was some kind of novelty coconut or something.
(MattDP (Squiggle), Wed 3 Dec 2008, 9:09, Reply)