I even left early, it was that boring. The last hour, predictably, was spent having some obnoxious tosspot in a beret talk in my face about god knows what... in fact, the meaningless trivia of our discourse has somehow superceded the knowledge of the work I'm supposed to be doing for him.

And posh women with loud Hyacinth Bucket voices really should be hung. Or at least compelled by law to shut up every 25 seconds so I can speak.