Who said that the unemployed were lazybones? Just look at Christophe Aumont, a nice young man who happens not to have landed a job: well, his life could not be busier and ... more stressful. From dawn to dusk, there is not a dull moment for the poor guy : filling in forms, opening rejection letters, calling up potential employers, waiting for the phone call of a future employer, trying to get rid of Jehovah's Witnesses, soothing his mother on the phone. What a life! At long last, midnight comes and Christophe collapses into bed exhausted for a short night's sleep. Before starting all over again the next day.
—Guy Bellinger