Kurt stared at the unwelcome questionnaire and sighed. Another waste of at least fifteen minutes of my life, he thought to himself, as he ticked the first of eighty-five boxes. Have you had formal training? Yes, and tick, he said silently. Have you had formal vocational training? Yes, duh. If yes, to what level? Culinary College, tick. After another dozen questions he stared incredulously at the form. What does my sexuality have to do with whether I can bake or not? he inwardly fumed, ticking the Prefer not to say box.
Weekend Writing Prompt #163 – Unwelcome in 91 words