Thanks for all your replies so far,
but no decent ones yet, though I like the reverse-acrophobia one.

FYI, fans, I already have a job, I tried existing without one on your miserable little planet but I quickly found that one needs money to buy food, furniture, books, pens, bins, soft toys, toast racks, paper, window cleaners, towels, inner tubes, children, ring binders, bog roll, weapons, curtains, hedge-trimmers, matches, shoes, magazines, butt-plugs, mobile phones, drugs, tea, trivets, etec ect so I got a job, a very well paid one actually, with the Government, and tomorrow I have an interview for another job with the Government but the commute is a sod so I don't really want it, it's more money though but I need as much spare time as I can get as I need to work on my TARDIS, and, of course, post immensely long stories on here.

And YES I know, his fucking birthday, or rather the 50th anniversary of the version of his life as broadcast on your terrestrial entertainment networks, whoop de dooo. It made me laugh like a drain actually, Gallifrey was safe all along and the dopey cunt never realised it! Ha ha. If you want to know what happens re. Gallifrey I know, so PM me. It's quite boring, really.
(Dr Skagra glorious glargzhem, Sun 24 Nov 2013, 22:31, 1 reply)

ah yes, forget my suggestions. Wouldnt work in the public sector at all.
(Carpe Cyprinidae, Sun 24 Nov 2013, 22:42, closed)

Unless he's going for a job in the CQC
or the police, or Ofsted, or the NHS, or ...
(ubergeekian, Mon 25 Nov 2013, 13:32, closed)