Snail job… so superior… must not quit… office hell

I can hardly describe my senseless glee at being involved in the work-a-day functions of the Snail. Maybe that’s the pint of Strongbow I had at the Bishop and the Belcher with my co-workers talking, but honestly. All I did was roll Pirates of the Caribbean posters (mmm… Johnny Depp) and try and fail to […]

Pyrotechnicality

I am about 5 minutes and one more revised Ministry issue note away from setting fire to my cubicle and all of the grisly evidence of my working life therein. I’m looking for reasons why arson might be a bad idea. Other than the death of my spider plant. Objections? Anyone? *strikes a match*