I am extraordinarily grumpy today. It’s freezing bloody cold, I am tired, slightly hungover and I wish I was at home watching America’s Next Top Model, rather than sitting at my desk.
The situation is not improved by Cruella having decided to ‘work from home’ today – a move which B2 has sanctioned, but which would be completely out of the question for anyone else. Fair? I think not. B2 knows it as well – when I asked him this morning where she was, he whispered that she was working from home so quietly that I needed a qualification in lip reading to hear him.
I responded by mentioning her unscheduled absence loudly – twice – in B1’s vicinity. I wonder if he picked up on it.
You know what? I would like to get paid to sit on my sofa in my pyjamas and check my blackberry from time to time (if I had a blackberry, which I don’t, not being important enough). That woman defies belief. I am beyond words. I am mute.
The situation is not improved by Cruella having decided to ‘work from home’ today – a move which B2 has sanctioned, but which would be completely out of the question for anyone else. Fair? I think not. B2 knows it as well – when I asked him this morning where she was, he whispered that she was working from home so quietly that I needed a qualification in lip reading to hear him.
I responded by mentioning her unscheduled absence loudly – twice – in B1’s vicinity. I wonder if he picked up on it.
You know what? I would like to get paid to sit on my sofa in my pyjamas and check my blackberry from time to time (if I had a blackberry, which I don’t, not being important enough). That woman defies belief. I am beyond words. I am mute.
Bitch.
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