Office Space

My Dear Princess and Dear Fellow,

No Fazzy nor Olly today. All the same I had to come into the office to meet yet another agent for coffee.

She seemed nice.

I also chatted to another agent about another new contract. So that's now four possibles. 

I'm now getting to the ungrateful stage where I'm thinking about the one of the four that I really want and mildly annoyed that it may come in last and I'll have to take a poo one instead.

Listen to me. Just one week ago I would have been ultra-grateful for the poo one. Everything is relative.

S.