So, there I was walking down the street, on the way to the coffee shop in which I'm currently sat and where I came to work on my job application, when something very odd happened. Somebody, Corporal Sean B. Corcoran, tried to recruit me to join the U.S. Army. At first he didn't believe when I told him that I was English — who knows maybe this is a ploy that many people try on the army recruiters, "Oh, I'd love to join the Army but actually I'm from Guatemala and therefore I'm ineligible" — but eventually he conceded that maybe I was actually from Britain and he stopped the hard sell. He did still leave me with one of his cards, in case I ran in to somebody who wanted to join up. So if you're interested in becoming a paid killer of brown people (another quote from the man mentioned below) drop me a line and I'll hook you up with Sean's telephone number.
I found our encounter particularly amusing as I was wearing my Bill Hicks t-shirt — he of the, "If anyone's actually stupid enough to want to join the Army..." (paraphrased) fame.
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