Our office is a terrible, harsh place. Most of it is Kilburn's fault, but I guess he's been at the coal face for 10yrs. Any slight change in clothes, any ounce of potential abuse and he's on it. I had the temerity to wear a bloody shirt yesterday and got both barrels. The silly sod.
Anyway, christ only knows the ridicule awaiting for me when he discovers what I've done in my office. Still, I've made room for my mame cocktail cab, which will rejoin me from the design room tomorrow.
Anyway, christ only knows the ridicule awaiting for me when he discovers what I've done in my office. Still, I've made room for my mame cocktail cab, which will rejoin me from the design room tomorrow.
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