Er, BooHoo it's my day in the office. Yes, it is that time again. Oh, this day is such a disappointment compared to all my other work days.
I leave early, always.
There are so many blokes in hiviz now a days in the mornings. It’s like the beginning of gay porn when I head into the city early.
Let’s hope the day goes fast.
There is no milk in the fridge. This never happened before cute James left.
The Big Poo is in. He’s just got a new puppy.
People arrive intermittently.
OMG! The yappy American Asian chick arrives and the silence is broken, with her constant, semi hysterical, look at me, performative yap. Oh, shut the fuck up! She doesn’t stop talking loudly for a good solid, non-stop 10 minutes after arriving.
I’m wondering if I can even put up with her today.
9am. I kind of have everything done and start to wonder why I’m not at home?
I’ve got pains in my stomach like my body is smarter than I am.
Boris arrived at 9:15am.
David messages me early to ask if it is a public holiday day in Melbourne.
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