And everyone else has gone home. And I am here until 7. with my soul slowly eroding.
In her infinate wisdom my manager made me take my lunch at 2.30 so I was left with 4 solid hours to sit here staring at this screen and fantasizing about ways to hurt her [dislaimer. i would not hurt her. its just a delightful cheeky little turn of phrase i enjoy].
Plus my work basket is just full of utter SHIT,
It's been like somebody driving a lorry down the office,
shouting, ''Bring out your shit'', and it's ended up at my door.
!!
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