Occasionally we serfs at work are left alone to chat amongst ourselves and get to know each other.
There seem to be a lot of hangovers in the building, are people drinking to escape the complete non-excitement that is our office?
Personally, I haven’t been drinking in months, perhaps I am going into reverse alcoholism, whatever that is.
I have had to listen to my colleagues vomit whilst I had my tea and biscuits, as the bathrooms are, naturally, next to the kitchen.
One girl vomited out her balcony before coming to work (small mercies) and was too ill to clean it up. She got her younger brother, aged 18, to do it, after paying him seven euro.
There was a WHOLE tomato in her vomit, and he had originally requested ten euro.