Sam walked into the hole-punch shop just as a woman behind the desk pulled down a large lever.
“Are you looking for staff?”
“Oh yes, we’ve been having trouble getting applicants lately.”
Sam Smiled and held out his C.V.
“Can I give you this?”
“That’ll be fifty pence.”
I imaging the walls of the hole-punch shop to be covered with various objects with large holes punched through their middles.
Oh dear I’ve fallen behind again… another mini-saga today methinks…