My chair was built for a child.
The other people in my office (for which read the whole company, for which read 3 other people) don't do any work and appear to be doing this all as a hobby.
I got away hours early as the boss needed to close the office and go to Bristol.
I work two seconds away from a comic shop.
That is all.
Oh yes and I was
And some old man stopped me in the street and said "6'4"?" to me. Not even a hello or good morning. What is it with people who stop me in the street and their general lack of proportion (and lack of manners)??? 6'8" is somewhat different to 6'4". Idiots.