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Continue reading →: A creeping sicknessI had been looking over the latest absence figures recently and was shocked to see the percentages have shot up in the past few weeks. I had been trying to put this on Mr B’s radar for a while now. It was so strange how seasonal flu could spread through…
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Continue reading →: Better the devil you know
The diary of Phelan Tweed, HR Manager in Hell Mr B can be a hard taskmaster. Today he advised me that last night two of the horsemen of the apocalypse had lost their steeds on a drunken work night out in Blackpool, Hell on earth you might say. He was…
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Continue reading →: Hell is other People
Phelan Tweeds diary in HR Hell Let me begin, like so many meetings have before this, with a completely unnecessary round of introductions. My name is Phelan Tweed, People and Persecutions Manager at Hell Inc. I am in charge of the hiring and…. firing, amongst my other duties. I frankly…
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Continue reading →: The Entertainer‘Pssssst’ ‘Pssssst’ Rusty Pinkerton peered between the lowered trouser legs of his outdated suit trousers from his porcelain perch in the cubicle. He was hovering slightly. There was a crack in the plastic seat which had the ability to pinch if you were not careful. ‘Psssst, I’m here’ Rusty saw…
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Continue reading →: Morning postThe willow trees shiver, Naked before the morning shower Sky wears a grey suit On its lonely commute, Thoughts are dark clouds, frowning Weighing heavy
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