Am now the last person in the office. Spilt cold, milky tea dregs all over my desk chair. Couldn’t find Deputy’s files for tomorrow. Found them. Right in front of me. Deputy’s “broken” printer? Works; just not for him. Bad day at the office. Leaving now.
The Running Commentary I had to fetch lunch for my poor, hungry Boss as I scheduled him a rigorous, jam-packed agenda today, with absolutely no time for eating pencilled in. He cut his noon meeting short to give himself 10 minutes to stuff his face, I ran like hell, weaving through Bay Street traffic to […]