Thursday, July 10, 2008

We’re drinking booze

We’re fucking singing songs and laughing our balls off.
Then we spot our client’s head of digital in the window and everyone tries to goes quiet for a second.
Anxiety spreads around the room, what if he notices we’re drunk.
He asks us if we have any more liquor and we hand him the bottle of rum knowing we’re exactly on the same page tomorrow morning at eight thirty for the meeting.

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