Fuck a duck, she got a job

Yes, ’tis true. Someone hired me.

I managed to sober up long enough to get a job offer last week. Hop, skip, etc.

It’s with a creative agency and it’s very exciting. I will be a pro blogger, would you believe. Given that I only started dicking around with this format a mere year ago, that’s not bad going.

The best bit? They have a massive booze cupboard in their board room. It is literally filled full of throat stripper. I had to do a ‘welcome to the company’ shot of sambuca last Friday.

Damn. I think I found my spiritual home.

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Congratulations!

(And I’m jealous of the booze cupboard. Sneak me some vodka please? I kinda need it for my job :P )

A booze cupboard? A boardroom? I’m jealous. Congratulations!

I mooch from the booze cupboard at my friend’s workplace when I pop in and visit her on a friday evening.. it’s very civilised.

Elle and Stu - thank you! I shall sneak stolen spirits round to all lovely viewers of this blog. And yes, that can be taken as a shameless plug for more readers.

Pimento - good work. Mooching and boozing: a perfect coupling.

Such an excellent way of weeding out the lameasses, the “welcome to the company” shot. Today was my 2-year anniversary at my office and tequila was delivered to my desk. Excellent.

Tequila to your desk? If things fuck up at my place, I know where I’m heading…



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