Please Please Tell Me Now

My Dear Fellows & Dear Princess,

I have not a great deal to say about today. I spent nearly all of it processing applications for people to use our new system.

Again, not really my job. Again, muggins.

But actually I do not mind boring tasks. It just means I put on the 80's playlist and get stuck in. It's easy listening to music when you've got something boring and repetitive to do and you can really - excuse me, what did you say - 

"I said, I need to make a new batch of soup tonight."

Yes. Yes, thank you Smock. Fascinating and relevant as always. Anyway, as I was saying, it was 1983 on my playlist today and Heaven 17 have just started up with - what was that?

"Oh look, Steve has swapped desks with Lex."

Right. Yes. Thank you Smock. I'll alert the press, will I? So now it's Irene Cara with the theme from... yes??

"Oooh, someone's got into a right mess out there in the traffic."

I see. Not particularly helpful given that I'm IN THE MIDDLE OF SETTING UP SOMEONE'S USER ACCESS but good to know. Anyway, back to my playlist where Elton John is WHAT?!? WHAT IS IT NOW??

"I'm off to a meeting. I'll probably be an hour or so."

GOOD. Effing GO, would you? Big Country is about to come on... oh for eff's sake...

"It was cancelled. Up two flights of stairs for NOTHING, huh."

Smock is not a woman who can leave a thought unexpressed. It can be quite annoying when I'm trying to focus on 101 applications for people. And then there's Kim Wilde, of course. I missed "Love Blonde" because of Smock's constant stream of witter.

UNFORGIVABLE!

Oh well. There is always tomorrow. When it will be 1984! Sex crime! Sexsexsexsex! Cr-cr-cr-ime-ime-ime-ime-ime!

If you don't know the song that might sound a bit weird. Blame Dave and Annie.

S.