I work in an office. Depressingly, I've been working full time in offices for the last 4 years.
No one I have ever worked with swears. Properly. I mean, they might occasionally when it slips out before they can 'check themselves', but they don't relish a good "bollocks to this" the way they should.
When I inevitably drop the odd diatribe of foul language (I say inevitably because I am a hip young thing who lives on the knife edge) it clangs around the quiet, open space, like a bomb.
The F bomb, actually, now I come to think of it.
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