I shall save my rant about the signing on process for now.
In the meantine, the walk down the High Street was enough to get my piss boiling.
Various market stalls all selling knocked-off shite.
Older adult males wearing no shirts, but displaying a fine array of wrinkled tattoos. Your weightlifting days are behind you boys, live with it.
A Pawnbrokers.
Various cafes/takeaways/alleged restaurants of dubious hygiene. And then...the icing on the cake...
"Cash King" which, judging from the blacked-out windows and two prominent one-armed bandits, would indicate a place full of slot machines.
On the door "No dogs - except guide dogs".
WTF?
So if a blind person does, somehow manage to get in, what happens next?
Does the labrador stand up on two legs and gently place the coins in? Does it bark to indicate which reels to nudge, and by how many? Does it go to the teller with a £20 note in his chops and then ensure the correct number of pound coins are returned?
Does his little tail was like a good'un when the "Hold for Jackpot" message comes up?
Or are there Braille fruit machines?
