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What a beautiful morning. Not so much for the weather, which was generally grey and grumpy, as for the time it started. The alarm didn’t go off until 7.20, and I didn’t wake up until it had been irritating the neighbours for a full fifty minutes.

Marvellous.

Even better was the fact that it didn’t make me late as my first meeting didn’t start until half eleven. So, I dragged myself out of bed and onto the PC to write some reviews and emails and generally be productive to pass the time. What did almost make me late, though, was London’s clogged roads. I foolishly decided to take a bus as I had half an hour to get there from Liverpool Street, and ended up running from Charring Cross and arriving hot, damp and out of breath.

I skipped the post-briefing lunch, which going by reports from others on the scene will probably be what the meeting was remembered by (’ah, yes… that was the one where we had raw tuna’) and headed back to the office to get on with my group test. When I got there, there was an… erm… interesting tech support request in my email:

Some fucking Chinese prick keeps sending me big emails (PIF files) for some unknown and fucking annoying oriental reason I’ve tried replying to the Chinese cunt but the emails keep getting bounced back. How the fuck can I prevent him sending me any more shite

Yours

Annoyed recipient of Wok rubbish

I explained politely that the PIF files were a virus and thanked him for kindly forwarding one on to me.

Service with a smile.

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