This morning I got called David Rasmussen (which is definitely not my name) in a meeting, then I fell over in the corridor even though there was absolutely nothing to trip up on, and approximately 5 minutes later I found a grey hair while looking in the bathroom mirror all the while noticing how dishevelled and unspectacular I am looking today. I am writing it off as one of those days and rolling with the punches.
For the rest of the day I'm answering my work phone as David, fuck it.
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