Practice makes perfect!
I wasn't meant to work in an office. I'm clearly too rare and delicate a flower. I don't care about making money, not even for myself. I never have.
All I like is going swimming on summer afternoons, and making rabbits out of spare felt, and seeing how curly my hair can be. I am sort of clever but also sort of irresponsible. I make a lot of mistakes. I've got a lot of history, but no common sense.
On Friday, someone offered to buy the company I work for, for £10 a share. This would mean that we were no longer a public company, but would instead be wholly owned by Doctor No. At least, that's my understanding of the situation.
This morning we had a balcony briefing. I find these hilarious and sometimes this gets me into trouble. I smile too much, at the wrong times. I never listen properly.
Now I've got my fingers crossed that I'll get early retirement and will be able to go and live on Kirrin Island.
All I like is going swimming on summer afternoons, and making rabbits out of spare felt, and seeing how curly my hair can be. I am sort of clever but also sort of irresponsible. I make a lot of mistakes. I've got a lot of history, but no common sense.
On Friday, someone offered to buy the company I work for, for £10 a share. This would mean that we were no longer a public company, but would instead be wholly owned by Doctor No. At least, that's my understanding of the situation.This morning we had a balcony briefing. I find these hilarious and sometimes this gets me into trouble. I smile too much, at the wrong times. I never listen properly.
Now I've got my fingers crossed that I'll get early retirement and will be able to go and live on Kirrin Island.
posted by Lucy at 5:06 pm
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"I am sort of clever but also sort of irresponsible.
I've got a lot of history, but no common sense."
Lyrics! Mental note to nick these lyrics for a song at some future point...
"I don't care about making money, not even for myself. I never have."
effing marxist
Tom
'Irresponsible' and 'sense' don't rhyme! All good songs have rhymes, Christophe. Incidentally, I might be down your (original) neck of the (generic) woods in April. What can you tell me about the Giant's Causeway?
Thomas, if you own your share outright, you should sell it, capitalist swine. We had yet another balcony briefing this morning. Two in two days means business!
The giant's causeway?
It's smaller than you'd think...
It's up there though on the natural / ancient historic stuff the emerald isle has to offer.
O'course, personally speaking I prefer the limestone of the burren or the megalithic tomb of Newgrange... Or even, bloody foreland in Donegal... In fact, what beats the lot is a small just off Grafton Street in Dublin called Grogan's.
Are you heading to Beal Feirste?
That's not my neck of the woods, it's yours.
Oh imperial overlords...
a small "pub" ...
Of course.
A small on it's own, is of no import at all.
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