not a revenge narrative
I thought she was supposed to be your secretary?
She is. I keep firing her but she turns up for work every day like she owns the place. Worst secretary ever and that includes the one who only ever ate plain white rice for lunch.
Enjoyed reading your blog. Takes me back to my days in St Kilda in the 80's with the Olympic Sideburns and the Corpse Grinders. Now I drink Bordeaux instead of VB and listen to Radio National instead of the Gun Club. I'm fearing the nursing homes of the future with the patients gathering around the record player to listen to their favourite Birdman song. Go Steve.
Your kind of nursing home sounds ok. I am fearing the kind where everyone gathers around the ipod to listen to The Prodigy.
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