Half-Mast

My Dear Fellow,

It was a very quiet day today. Partly because I was very tired. Partly because there really wasn't much going on at work.

Seriously. I look over at my PM on her phone, scrolling Facebook stories. She's very nice, she shares the funny videos with me. Then she was looking at the minutes of the Premises meeting, noting that someone had complained about the lack of square crisps in the vending machines and that the Empire biscuits were too big and unwieldy.

We are rushed off our feet.

Today's major headline is that my knicker elastic has gone. I noticed when I was walking around that my underpants were sliding down to the point where - if I were not wearing jeans on top - I would have been mooning most of my colleagues. You'll be glad to hear it was only at the back. My willy acted as a brake at the front.

It was disconcerting at first, but then I got used to this exhilarating new feeling of freedom. I can't go back, I won't.

El P.