Wednesday, November 19, 2003
Today: I come back to work after two days in God’s Own City (my love of Manchester is reaching Walters-like proportions) to find my cave full of strangers packing all the files into boxes. I no longer have constant computer access and my day has been spent putting stickers onto files. One by one. It’s like labelling supermarket produce but without the variety. Once again, I win the unspoken, "Who has the worst job?" competition.
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