'I like games because I don't need to think,' he said openly.
She nods and doesn't break eye contact with him. It's a moment of surprising honesty; one you don't expect to take place in the middle of a waiting room at CentreLink.
'When I play games, it's just type, type, type. I can switch off and just chat to people the whole day. I like that.'
Part of me feels guilty about listening in on a private conversation, even if it's being spoken aloud in a public space. But the rest of me is just fascinated with this scene. So far all I know about this person is that they don't have a job and that they are collecting CentreLink payments.
She asks him, 'what would be your dream job?' A silence follows, before he asks, 'what do you mean?'
'Like if someone said I'll pay you money to do anything you want, what would it be?' Still no answer, so she persists. 'You like games? Would you like to work in games?'