The team meeting that was concocted to get me into the office on Mondays with Boris and The Midget ended up with the three of us barely having anything to talk about.
Yeah, good one girls. There is a choice bit of corporate fuckery right there.
Then I, essentially, spent the rest of my time in my office working on my own.
So, what was the fucken point of me going in, I ask?
It's just mean pissy behaviour for no good reason.
It's the corporate Borg brain, where none of them think for themselves.
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