As if I wasn't miserable enough, The crystal attraction unit let me down*.
One of the advantages of working in an office, is that you can get your brekkie or dinner delivered direct to your door.
So, we took advantage of the TOGOs delivery service.
In turn, one would hope to be able to take advantage of the Delivery Pretty.
I was getting on really well, being the only one left ordering food in (purey as an excuse to meet said Delivery Pretty, and also because certain collegues wanted to admire Delivery Pretty's rear view as she left). But in a case of role reversal, I went into the shop to get me tea.
And she'd forgotten who I was. Only that she thought she knew me from somewhere.
Still, at least she didn't call me Hell. Or Stacey. Or Her. Or even Jane. But if she did, I would've been tempted to give her such a slap.
And not in the spanking sense either!
* ALTHOUGH, LATER, A BUNCH OF BABES POINTED ME OUT AND SAID I WAS SOOOOO COOL!
