It was only minutes after the poor girl in public relations had accidentally posted her
personal blog to the entire internet before a Google Translate version was also speeding from one customer to another:
"We had just been at work all the time turhin meeting (and the last couple of weeks after that already means something ...): half the time went on, that it was decided who will bring what box office celebration, and the other half went to our new frequent flyer mileage system (which is, therefore, will now change first to miles, then kyynäröiksi, then light period, then the coupons, and then we have to ask them to play again. Customers will love it.) minutes and not used to dealing with all that, uh, half of the universe is gone. Nothing to blame for Twitter districts that are willing to pull the string followed by Gnome.
Festive Holy Bonuses have also been canceled, and they are bringing in a raft of temporary employees (assuming that the portals do not eat them, which has also recently taken place ...), or overtime pay is not coming. Mithrastidesta here comes an all-time worst. So, assuming that 25 Day one is still left ..."
One staffer looked at another. "What's a Festive Holy Bonus?"