Sep 21, 2009 12:58
[He sounds groggy and tired. There's a long sigh.]
Ugh. You're all worse than Manny and Fran, honestly. The incessant gossip - and whilst I'm trying to get my brain to function again! How inconsiderate. At least they gossiped about people I didn't know.
[There's a pause whilst he thinks about it]
Not that I know many of you. But do me a favour and stop squawking at each other already. Reading it makes my eyeballs burn and hearing it makes me want to slam your heads into sandwich toasters.
Thank god nobody publishes Heat here.
Right. I'm off to get the reliable hangover cure of bacon, cigarettes and something between coffee and more wine. Possibly both. Coffee-wine cocktails for all! That is, unless someone's got some fizzy-good-whatsits.
So shut the hell up, nobody cares. Nice summation, I think.
on phone!,
hangovers are a hazard of the job,
fizzy good feel nice