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RamingoWS11 апреля 2018 г.Next time you try to burn the house down, and/or summon up a nameless monstrosity from the abyss without adequate shielding, why don`t you give me some warning so I can find another continent to go live on?
199- RamingoWS10 апреля 2018 г.Читать далее
Fist stop: my office. If you can call it an office -- it`s a sort of niche between a row of locker and a herd of senile filing cabinets, into which the Facilities gnomes have jammed a plywood desk and a swivel chair with a damage gas strut. I drop my coat and jacket on the chair and my computer terminal whistles at me: YOU`VE GOT MAIL. No shit, Sherlock, I always have mail. It`s an existential thing: if I don`t have mail it would mean that something is very wrong with the world, or maybe I`ve died and gone to bureaucratic hell.
150 - RamingoWS10 апреля 2018 г.
The London underground is famous for apparently believing that human beings go about this world owning neither kidney nor colon. Not many people know that there`s precisely one public toilet in Mornington Crescent station. It isn`t signposted, and if you ask for it the staff will shake their heads; but it`s there all the same, because we asked for it.
146 - RamingoWS10 апреля 2018 г.
Damn, I need to get my head in order. I`m no James Bond, with a sexy KGB minx trying to seduce me in every hotel room. That`s about the first thing they drum into you at Capital Laundry Services: life is not a spy movie, work is not romantic, and there`s nothing particularly exciting about the job. Especially when it involves freezing your balls off in a corporate shrubbery at eleven o`clock on a rainy night.
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