Three Shades of Grey

forget about the other 47...

There is enough simmering sexual tension in this office to make the Hollywood adaptation of E. L. James' book look like the Lion King. 

In other news, some rather unexpected good news at work make me feel quietly confident that there may be some sort of universal justice and karma after all. I'm kidding. It all comes down to money. But still, some sort of justice would be nice. Won't be over until the fat lady sings.