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Charged in to the office today
to try my best to catch up and
sign all official forms and get
my translations underway
My Production Sheet still isn’t
done, Nici also sick - coughing
and wilting, I am tired already
but the show must go on
The courier did not collect very
urgent documents, my throat is
burning, ambushed by accusing
papers, overworked colleagues
I think I had better run away!
(Just a diary note to vent my despair
as I stare at the chaos reigning
in the office...)
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