Master Brew

It would be a tough encounter, but it had to be done. The head teacher was bearing down on me as she approached her office, outside which I was sitting nervously.

“Come in!”, she ordered. I meekly followed her inside. “Sitttt!” she continued. I sat.

“What makes you think you’re good enough to teach at St Cuthbert’s?" she demanded.

“Well, I have 15 A*s at GCSE, 5 As at A Level, a First in Mathematics from Oxford and a PhD in Chemistry from Cambridge.” I offered.

“I’m not convinced!”

“...and I make a great cup of tea!”

“That’ll do nicely!”