Some amateurish observational comedy about how slowly the morning goes, and how irritating work-colleagues are; a couple of bitchy remarks about said colleagues' technical incompetence.
And that's me set up for the rest of the day.
"If it is a good morning. Which I doubt."
Some amateurish observational comedy about how slowly the morning goes, and how irritating work-colleagues are; a couple of bitchy remarks about said colleagues' technical incompetence.
And that's me set up for the rest of the day.
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