INT. CLASSROOM. DAY.
TEACHER:
You are approaching the end of your schooling, an uncertain future awaits. In recent weeks we have explored various career options. Today our final presentation will involve a friend of mine.... Come in, Roy.
ROY WALKS IN TO THE CLASSROOM. HE IS A TRAMP.
ROY:
Vagrancy, is it for you? If you have a penchant for booze, drugs, sex and lie-ins, then perhaps it might be.
RANDOM PUPIL:
What qualifications do you need?
ROY:
Forget about exams, it's personality we seek. Especially the ability to sell. Years ago I arrived at Kings Cross station as a raw wannabe tramp, and believe you me, I learnt to sell and quick.
RANDOM PUPIL:
What did you sell?
ROY:
Me.... on the plus side though, I'll never suffer from constipation.
RANDOM PUPIL:
What does a typical tramp earn?
ROY:
Uncapped earnings potential... One young woman who got fast-tracked from the tramp apprenticeship scheme, now begs onboard Ryanair.
RANDOM PUPIL:
Wow!
TEACHER:
I recall you saying recently Roy, that you are hoping to attract more females into the industry.
ROY:
Why yes, they are a tad under represented and they do make excellent carers' for baby tramps... Any more questions?
RANDOM PUPIL:
No.
ROY:
In concluding, you'll find we offer a debt-free destitution with minimal overheads.
TEACHER:
Thank you Roy for, if you don't mind me saying, your rather grubby presentation.
ROY:
One tries.... oh, and before I forget, could you spare me some change for a cup of wine?