Rachel, our ex-boss who made a bid for freedom and got a proper job in the real world, has just phoned.
So we've dished the dirt, and caught up with all her gossip. We are now toasting her good fortune with hot chocolate and diet Coke (as separate drinks, for those of you who might think we've lost the foodie plot).
It just seems strange here today, it is much too quiet. We've checked the phones are working, fine. Servers up and running? OK there. Head out of the window to check there are still humans walking round? Well, academics and students - the wage slaves are back at their desks. I'm typing this in my late lunchbreak. People - check.
Just feels like the start of a nasty horror film or the first 10 minutes of 'Casualty'...
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