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Look What The Cat Dragged In


JUST LOOK AT HER!

Who does she think she is:

in a dress like that, why bother going to work(?)

 - Just charge a pound for a look at you,

and you'll be a millionaire in no time(!)

 

URGH!

I swear, these people need to learn

how to act.

How could you possibly think

that parties will be appropriate?

I mean, my word, we're in a public sandwich shop,

so, maybe, open your eyes!

 

LOOK AT th-

Oh, you don't even work here anymore.

I forgot that.

Huh.

Well, that's just fine,

because you have a habbit of dithering

 - if you bleeding want something,

ASK!

Urgh, all you did was just sit there, working.

I mean, get a life?

We work for tossers, why would anyone here bother with anything?

 

But, you know,

it's kind of quiet, here.

Since Emily from Accounting left.

And Joe's Management team moved out too.

 

Hmm. It really is kind of strange out here.

On my own.

Yet again, it seems.

Just me and my jokes, huh?

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Lizaf Asifan

Hey, I'm seventeen, and many of those years have been spent devouring Italian mint chocolate chip ice-cream. I love Italian mint chocolate-chip ice-cream. You should really know that: that I LOVE ITALIAN MINT CHOCOLATE CHIP ICE-CREAM (okay, I think you get the picture now, huh?).

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