Mother: Jean still doesn’t know if she’s got her job or not – isn’t that awful?
Me: That is naughty
Mother: and she keeps ringing me, and now she knows that I know that I’ve still got mine and I feel…
Mother: Exactly. Awful – because what do I do? I know and she doesn’t and it’s not fair that I know and
Me: ...she doesn’t.
Mother: No. And then that new girl Dawn, she didn’t make things any better.
Me: Why? What'd she say?
Mother: Oh nothing really. She just doesn’t make things any better.