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Bored to frowning at the desk,
another client on call and grumbling.
Driving to work with music,
a different side to this morose frump.
The office Teams message bell,
directing all staff to go and eat cake.
The Associate walks in,
we all know that you will become like us.
the pristine keyboards
Everything has a price tag
rows of offices
people of import
Obviously, there is tea
proper posh tweed suits
type six-minute increments
focused on the clock
No time for the love of life
word-wise predators
dark humour in the corners
Destroying young lives
A lawyer with a deep love for cooking and longing for sunshine cooks when he can.
Sad and overworked, he pools all his funds into what he loves, quits his job, and becomes a Chef.
No more nasty Principals with red pens; now it’s vanilla slices, beef burgundy, and banging the sexy waiter.
C & K 