Get out my way!
I hope that SMAGELL gets the chop in the restructure. I’m coming to the end of my tether sharing my desk with a lunatic. It’s not enough that I’ve got a bleedin’ dream catcher floating over my head, dropping dust in my hair whenever anyone wafts past me, but she’s plonked a model of Ganesha, the remover of obstacles, in the middle of my desk.
She won’t let me have Dannii Minogue, but Nellie the friggin’ elephant is fair game!
Ah well. She should be thankful that I’ve got more pressing things to worry about.
I’ve been concerned recently with all this talk of blog stooshing. That bloke at Waterstones lost his job. Dr Dre has stopped his NHS blog.
I might end up losing my job and that would be terrible.