Not sure why, but it seems that my work as bailiff has been trying desperately to keep me. It has been remarkably free of asshats and their asshattery of late. I’ve even been able to, at lunch, get a lot written.
It is, of course, too little, too late.
Hope the transfer comes quick. I might start having second thoughts if this continues.
And in keeping with the way work was, and will be again: