The world will reel in shock at the revelation that I once had a paid job.
I can't deny it. It is true.
The truth is leaking out: I was a "medical records clerk" at Whipps Cross Hospital in Leytonstone East London for about 5 months in 1990-1991.
So miracles do happen.
I see this as my kind of Non-Military National Service.
I think this job is done by computers now.