When I first applied to work for the underground they sent me to Lisson Grove job centre to take reading, writing and map-reading tests. As this dragged on all morning, I became extremely bored, which, I later came to realise, was the most relevant test for the job. Those of us certified fit were signed up for our interviews and medicals and, to our horror, drug tests.
This hadn’t been mentioned on the poster, which had said £16,000pa and not much else, and some of my potential colleagues had trouble believing it.
“Surely it’s not for grass?” asked a chap…
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