Afternoon

well, greetings this morning included;

polite silence (secretary)
"err.." (designer)
"have you looked in the mirror this morning?" (other PM, said without trace of irony)
"oh hold on; just give me a chance to stop laughing" (now dead IT manager)
"FUCKING HELL ... have you got a camera?" (my boss, not too clear on the irony there...)

Suffice to say that half the skin came off my nose during an unfortunate seepage cleaniung exercise and the UN wants to declare my face an international disaster zone but they're being vetoed by the Chinnese, who want to turn it into a game park and by the Yanks who want to invade it and see if they can fuel a Hummer with the run off.

Mondays were always supposed to be this way

Out