Work language
August 10, 2012 | Blog
If you were to walk past my window right now you might hear “PHOTOSHOP YOU PIECE OF SHITQUITQUITQUITQUIT. Restart.” followed closely by some colourful language regarding the whereabouts of our tea cart, which is a thing we haven’t got, but if we did I wouldn’t have to stomp disappointed up the stairs to get my own tea thanksverymuchfernothing. And that’s how we rooooooll.