From my desk

21 November, 2006 at 6:23 pm (moosh)

I'm sat at my desk, right now opposite the Scottish director. He's busy typing stuff that directors type and right now I'm pretending to work. Except that I can't.  <missing text was here *cough*>

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Everytime he meets anyone in the office he greets them with a kiss on the cheek (how very European) and every single fwapping time I have this awkward thing of hesitating and we kind of end up almost bumping heads. I'm so nervous of accidentally kissing him on the lips that I end up not making a decision on which side of the face to kiss him on - which in turn leads to me looking like a right eejit and darting about all over the place…and 9 times out of 10 this almost *does* make us accidentally kiss on the lips. Gaaaaah!

I'm off to think about sensible code.

-moosh

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