I'm standing in the kitchen at work attempting to prepare food without vomiting due to the large fellow in the office who refuses to shower. Or change his pants. For months. No kidding. And then stands in the kitchen for hours sorting his correspondence. And the best part is: he holds a position of authority and can't be fired. Other authority figues don't seem to notice the ghastly smell. It's been getting worse for weeks. The hoi polloi all fear starvation. And suddenly, in all this suffering, a thought floats to the top of my mind: HE IS SWELTER FROM GORMENGHAST AND ALL US UNDERLINGS ARE FLAY AND/OR PRE-ESCAPE-FROM-KITCHEN STEERPIKE!!!
This is a real obvious one... anybody else? If you work with Fuschia I'm so envious...
― Ann Sterzinger (Ann Sterzinger), Wednesday, 13 April 2005 20:39 (twenty years ago)