In the meantime we lost a treasured member of staff, who sat upon the pass, day after day, loved only by our Dearest Directress Giovanna.
Yes, the fucking ketchup dispenser has finally been resigned to the dustbin after heated emails from Those Who Must Not Be Named.
Our Directress tried to save the ketchup dispenser from certain death, but it was too late (Thanks be to all the saints) and the powers that be decreed that only fresh bottles of Heinz 57 Variety could grace our dainty vinyl tables.
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