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03 December, 2001 - 4:21 p.m.

Fasten your seatbelts -- because you're in for a boring ride, and I don't particularly want you to get up out of your seat and leave me behind :*

Stay. Read. Please? For me?

"Ahh .. Fisher, yer wee focker."

.. as you have probably guessed, I'm extremely bored. Being cooped up inside an office all day long with nothing to has that kind of effect on a person. I don't know how I'm going to learn to endure 50 more years of this. sigh ;P

But really, there's nothing muchly interesting to tell about the work front except for that two of the employees are getting severely reprimanded for coming into the office on Friday night after having a few drinks, breaking a lamp as they tried to switch it off, having sex on the boardroom table, handfilming it themselves (I didn't even bother asking where they would have retrieved a video camera from if it was all such a spontaneous act), and leaving the tape in the vhs overhead projector thingamy, and having it shown to all and sundry at the Monday morning meeting.

See? I told you office life is boring *dry smile*

I best go before somebody comes up with some filth on me.

.. not that there is any, of course. tche ;)

 

 

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