Life's a Circus

You'll never guess what... the other day I was browsing the jobs section of the Ayrshire Post and lo and behold, I saw a vacancy for the circus! One application later and I am now working, training bears to dance. It's not my ideal job, you know - Having been whisked away from their natural habitat, to a different country, and forced to dance for punters, they do tend to get a little angry and frustrated - Still, it's all part and parcel of the job, and for £7 an hour, I can't complain. Perhaps if I come in early every day and do an extra couple of hours here and there, the ringmaster will give me a good reference.