[单项选择]My new home was a long way from the center of London but it was becoming essential to find a job, so finally I spent a whole morning getting to town and putting my name down to be considered by London Transport for a job on the tube. They were looking for guards, not drivers. This suited me. I couldn’t drive a car but thought that I could probably guard a train, and perhaps continue to write my poems between stations. The writers Keats and Chekhov had been doctors. T.S. Eliot had worked in a band and Wallace Stevens for an insurance company. I would be a tube guard. I could see myself being cheerful, useful, a good man in a crisis. Obviously I would be overqualified hut I was willing to forget about that in return for a steady income and travel privileges—those being particularly welcome to someone living a long way from the city center.
The next day I sat down, with almost a hundred other candidates, for the intelligence test. I must have done all right because after half an ho
A. How difficult it can be to be a poet.
B. How unpleasant ordinary jobs can be.
C. How badly he did in the interview.
D. How unsuitable he was for the job.