Completely cream crackered and I receive a call from the management. The training has been postponed for a fortnight. So I think to myself, this is the perfect time to sort out the machine that they were screaming about last week that was so urgent to get down to London. Nope, there's no rush. They don't know what state of repair it's in or if it's a good idea to lump that kind of job on me.
Now call me paranoid but does that seem a little bit suspicious to you?
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