Friday, March 25, 2016
I am once again alone in the office. I am beginning to despise Methodical Marketing Mike and Unfeasibly Young Zak who have once again left me alone in the office with our boss.
He is – as usual – behind the ridiculously large screen of his Mac wearing earphones and watching youtube videos but I know it’s only a matter of time. Time that he saves for me, for some reason.
His head moves from behind his screen.
Boss: [One eye staring sternly at the server room but the other staring at me] There was a phrase when I used to run a recruitment firm in
I’ve checked with Companies House. He never ran a business in
He ran a recruitment firm in the north-of-England city we’re currently in. By
‘run’ I mean ‘into the ground’. London
Boss: …which was “Never pitch the bitch”.
I don’t like the phrase. It’s SEXIST. London
I stare at him in silence. I have things I need to be doing.
Boss: But in a way it’s true. I’d never sell to women.
Some time passes.
Boss: Or Pakis.
Some more time passes. I stare at his good eye without blinking. My brain does cartwheels in my skull.
Boss: They’ve got ulterior motives. All of them.
“I’ve got to find a new job.” I think to myself.