Walking through the shopping centre, Jez - laid off six weeks ago - is becoming increasingly uneasy. The array of consumer goods, posters advertising smart cars, luxury homes in agents’ windows all feel like too much for a man in his position.
These goodies are so up-close, blatantly, bewitchingly beckoning to those who can and those who can’t afford them. Jez vacantly gazes upon store frontages and designer logos, as they wink seductively at him. He’s left utterly overwhelmed, giddy, nauseous.
Perhaps, three days after the news is too soon.
After all, suddenly having £8.85m to your name takes some adjusting to……
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