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As you rattled homeward on the tube, only a full bladder could distract you from the emptiness these post-work jamborees ripped open inside.
2:37 PM Nov 24th
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There we would drink as heavily as we were allowed and tell each other amusing stories about this time or that when we failed to hit our key
4:54 AM Nov 23rd
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When we'd finally limped through to the end of the day we went to the pub. It was Tesco-tied but the Club Card points were some consolation.
4:53 AM Nov 23rd
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Which would explain the tears. That and the smoke - we embroidered with plastic thread and when that went up the fumes were extremely toxic.
9:49 AM Nov 22nd
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It made us all feel less like drones, though even our games of rebellion were consummated with their products and paid for with their wages.
10:31 AM Nov 21st
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That was what we called a party - improved no end by fifth generation MDMA (brand name: PERSIL) and Tesco-brand hi-strength Dutch lager beer
7:03 AM Nov 20th
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When it was complete we would take it to the wasteland beyond the industrial estate and burn it, laughing and crying as the sparks eddied up
7:02 AM Nov 20th
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The one I was currently devoted to said "DIGNITY" in two foot high letters, their interiors filled with intricate scenes from corporate life
6:59 AM Nov 20th
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Back inside, waiting for our keys to be used, we contented ourselves with embroidering the tapestries whose purpose was the passing of time.
6:58 AM Nov 20th
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We could see only the compulsive meeting of each other's mouths and hands - tar-stained, all - a nasty, sexual intimacy of fingers and lips.
9:33 AM Nov 17th
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The walls were black and just a little bit too close to each other. Passersby could see a thicket of feet and the rising spirit of our smoke
9:26 AM Nov 17th
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There was something free about those fag breaks, though, a fact conceded by Tesco when they constructed a plastic corral for us to stand in.
5:14 AM Nov 17th
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The wind would inveigle its way through the perforations, drafts running our spines, and we would huddle further, shiver and go back inside.
8:13 AM Nov 16th
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Eventually the corporate blue of our tight-checked shirts, fleeces and body warmers would show through, buildings taking shape in dawn light
3:46 AM Nov 16th
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Mischievous puffers would spend their time melting latticeworks of fag-shaped holes in the back of each other's company-sanctioned outerwear
9:12 AM Nov 15th
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Tescos were worried about us smoking in public wearing our uniforms. We had to pull bin bags on over our sweaters before we stepped outside.
8:37 AM Nov 13th
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When the idleness got too much I went outside for a cigarette break. I didn't smoke but I enjoyed standing in a human clump and watching sky
8:35 AM Nov 13th
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Its position in the top left hand corner bespoke authority but there is no Q in "risk assessment" so much of my time was spent idle, glazed.
6:08 AM Nov 13th
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Now I was in the bank and Dave had recently promoted me to the Q on the keyboard in front of me. It was an enviable position and I knew it.
6:06 AM Nov 13th
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When I worked in the store (everyone was expected to do at least one stint there) all I did all day all year was to strip the skin from meat
2:45 AM Nov 13th
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