I spent a year being flatly refused even to discuss greater access.
Wouldn't even talk to me - one legal letter later, I get my (admittedly pointless and concession-free) meeting. It's such a waste of time.

I have to get to Winchester by train today so I'm hoping my MD lets me out of here asap. There's a game casserole with my name on it waiting for me at my mother's.

Full day for you?
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 24 Dec 2012, 9:15, 2 replies, latest was 12 years ago)

No idea
Very much doubt I'll have to stay the duration but as soon as I do get out I've got last-minute Christmas shopping to do with Ms Foxtrot. Not sure I wouldn't rather stay here where the plebs can't get me. Then it's off to try and keep up with three incredibly excited anklebiters. I'm massively looking forward to it but am expecting to feel like hell when I'm back here Thursday morning.

Fa-la-la-la-laaa, la-la-la-laaaaah.
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Mon 24 Dec 2012, 9:19, Reply)

The first thought when AA wrote about his MD: "That's nice, his Managing Director is going to get sandwiches"
The first thought when you write about your MD: "He's going all the way to Winchester to get some Massive Drugs ?"
( G/PP 💩💩💩💩💩&#128, Mon 24 Dec 2012, 10:39, Reply)