My boss at the BBC is a female Saturn who has tormented others before me to the point of taking off to escape her clutches. The final straw comes when the blinds break in her meeting room and she asks me to get them fixed. When ten minutes later they still arent mended she has a complete fit. She wants them mended "NOW". She takes over another meeting room down the coridoor and insists that the people booked in that room have to use hers with the "mangled blinds".
Wow. I knew that Television centre was known for producing Drama but this wasnt the sort that I had imagined.
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