Boris is away sick.
It's been a busy day.
3pm. Fuck it, I'm knocking off to walk the dogs. I need to get away from work and get some intelligent conversation.
Just as I say that, I get emails from Fish Face and The Ponytail, at once. Jasus! I might need therapy after that.
Fish Face asked me for a breakdown of some figures. So, I sent her the breakdown of the required figures. She replied to my emial, still with my spreadsheet attached and said, You know what, I need a breadown of those figures. Dumb as a box of rocks. Shake of the head.
The Ponytail starts her email with, May you provide me with this information. A very senior staff member uses bad grammar, oblivious. May I? I choose the may not option. If anything, it makes me laugh.
Anyway, life is too short. It is just a curious time of year.
I'm out of here, it is a gorgeous day outside, just lovely, now I'm off to enjoy it.
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