I found a job on Gumtree earlier. Flyering for some club in the West End. It said to apply by text message, so I did.
My phone rang shortly afterwards and it there was a cockney, wideboy on the end of the line.
The first thing he said was 'Are you gay?'
I said No, and he replied. 'Do you hate gays?' . I said No, as long as they don't shove it down my throat. He said ok. 'Be at this bar at 10 P.M. Don't talk to the guys on the door or they'll kick your fucking head in. Don't ask for me or they'll kick your fucking head in. Don't say you're there for a job or they'll kick your fucking head in.'
Then he said i'd be on trial for an hour and a half, and if I was good I could stay until 2:30 AM.
I'm not sure if I should go now.
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