Wednesday, 15 October 2008
A young colleague of mine, C, had the hump because someone nicked her last pack of crisps from the family bag under her desk. She was contemplating a passive-agressive "Dear Crisp Thief" sign when the wonderful P came back from lunch with a seven pack of chocky bars for her, uttering the imortal words above. Sheer class.
Posted by James Spackman at 06:10