That's basically it, yeah.

Although the manager here has appointed some really weird people. One of his new recruits was astonished to learn that such a thing as a bacon and brie sandwich existed, and once said to me, "You're an educated man ... do you believe in aliens?"

The boss just wants a team full of robots, I think - he knows full well I don't want to make a career out of checking people's tax figures. Wasn't going to do it forever, but in the short-term I did need it. Hopefully I can walk into something else. Fat Palace-supporting t**t.

Oh, before I go:

BLUB!

Posted By: Ottosson Foxtrot, Feb 2, 19:16:49