Pressure

When I become too busy at work to actually spare a minute to bitch about work on this blog, that's when I lose my sense of humour.

More later, if I'm not interrupted by 'urgent' photocopying requests which then sit on a solicitor's desk for 4 hours.

And just a note here: if you want me to do a shit job and to drop everything I'm doing in order to complete it immediately, don't use babytalk to get me on side. Otherwise I will force a very large spoonful of Heinz Junior down your throat and you will choke on your own stupid request.

Thank you.