His appointment was in the afternoon. At least the timing meant he wouldn’t miss his favourite lesson. His friends couldn’t understand why he loved reading. They’d have paid to have their appointments in the morning… No, his screen showed his slot was right in the middle of double Entrepreneurship. Result. He hated the teacher’s neverending upbeat optimisation, its always-up-to-date language and references. He wished he could hack its programming. At least he could avoid it this week. All he had to do now was figure out how he’d get through a careers session when he didn’t have a side hustle.