Alright, love, listen up. You’ve got one of your lot, probably the one with the glasses and the pocket protector, who’s got their knickers in a twist over every tiny detail, while you’re trying to get a glimpse of the big picture. What started as a cosy chinwag has blown up into a full-on Eastenders’ pub brawl. And let me tell you, the atmosphere is about as cheerful as a wake at a vegan sausage roll factory. This whole circus won’t see the sunshine again until someone puts their big boy pants on and breaks this moodier-than-a-teenager-on-a-diet pattern. One stubborn mule is sucking the life out of the party, and it’s about as much fun as a root canal without anaesthetic. Lucky phrase for you: “A stitch in time saves nine.” Mind you, with the way things are going, you’d have more luck stitching your colleague’s mouth shut. Not that I’m suggesting anything, darling, just a thought!

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