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The lunch is a lie
No, really, I AM getting work done. Honest. There just isn't really much on my plate yet.
Yes, lunch. Apparently I'm meant to get an hour lunch? Hah. If I'm bringing my own I heat it up in the staff kitchen and eat it at my desk while continuing to answer the phone if it rings. I guess if I was buying lunch elsewhere I'd be able to piss off for the full hour, but it feels bad buggering off when I'm needed.
I feel a bit like Pepper Potts, unfortunately my boss isn't a sexy superhero, just a boring old barrister. There's this guy and he needs sorting out, and it's my job to do it.
Yes, lunch. Apparently I'm meant to get an hour lunch? Hah. If I'm bringing my own I heat it up in the staff kitchen and eat it at my desk while continuing to answer the phone if it rings. I guess if I was buying lunch elsewhere I'd be able to piss off for the full hour, but it feels bad buggering off when I'm needed.
I feel a bit like Pepper Potts, unfortunately my boss isn't a sexy superhero, just a boring old barrister. There's this guy and he needs sorting out, and it's my job to do it.