*hiccup*
Shit.
I’ve just had a 3 hour lunch break. Thankfully the bitch queen from hell is on the phone so that she can’t give me a dirty look right now. I’ve just had a “knowing” look from the one cool employee who watched me stumble through the main doors.
There is only one person to blame for this. I think you know who she is 
I also hold her responsible for the reason that my handbag is now eminating a really strond Davidoff smell and putting me off doing any work far more than the wine & beer has. Damn you.
*shakes fists*
God knows how I’m gonna get anything remotely sensible done this afternoon. Not that there’s that much left of it. Meh.
-moosh
