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Debbie, feel free to e me back. Boss loves me – didn’t actually say ‘sorry’ but came close (read attached e – shows you what I’ve got to deal with). Got to tell you what just happened. There’s a ponce called Horne in charge of the creative department. He just came up with these TV scripts for Coke. He swans in and reads his ideas out to Boss. He’d done these cartoon bubbles and they’re all singing, ‘If you pop, you won’t stop’ – thinks it’s the fucking dog’s. Boss points out that it’s a rip-off of Pringles Crisps mixed up with something Horne did fifty years ago for Fun Pops or something. Even if it wasn’t, it’d still be shite. Horne gets precious, then Boss goes green – he can’t breathe and he’s gripping the table. I thought he was having a fucking heart attack and I’m trying to remember first aid from Girl Guides, but apparently this is what he always does when he loses it. Horne bursts into tears. If he didn’t earn £300,000 I might feel sorry for the git. This is like a normal meeting in Boss’s office. Can’t wait to start on the creative floor. Horne might be a tosser but at least his department are a laugh. I might shag that Bart/Brad guy (real name’s Liam). He’s sending me these horny e-mails and I’m a sucker for luurve letters … Lolx

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