Ach, I shouldn’t have come to work today. My back …
Ach, I shouldn’t have come to work today. My back still aches and I’m not doing it any good by sitting at my desk all day listening to my co-workers go on and on about ‘Total Solutions’. This, of course, is why I’m not usually allowed to deal directly with clients. My tack would be to try to shame them into going with us by saying things like “Oh, right. Half-assed solutions are fine for gits like you. Ah, you disgust me, the lot of y- …Hey! Where do you think you’re going?”
Max, formerly of the China News, now at the Taipei Times, is going to interview me about the Damn Book tonight after work. I don’t know if I’m really in the mood for that kind of thing. Personally I’d rather go to a sauna and soak for a few hours, but we’ll see how it goes.
We’ve got a new co-worker sitting in here with us now. His name is Kit. Let’s just say that his arrival has not adversely affected the normally high level of beefy good looks in our cubicle. I’ve managed to refrain from the Knight-Rider jokes so far, and he seems to be getting used to the cartoon sounds spouting from my computer every so often. I’m getting kind of sick of the Three Stooges, and Curley’s “Woo-woo-woo” sound denoting the arrival of email has become downright depressing, so I’m going to switch to a Rocky and Bullwinkle theme with a heavy Boris Badenov motif.
