Aug 11, 2010 22:36
My team is in the middle of switching managers. The handover consists mostly of bickering madly and poking each other.
I spent the last hour of the day sitting in front of them with them trying to make me take sides.
It's like being the lone child in a really twisted divorce.
On the other hand, I can at least find my place of work. Unlike some people, who desperately need to master the fine art of the London A-Z.
work,
boy,
life