Crept into work early. Using email rather than face to face chats. Strategically kept diary free of all client meetings. But feel like cr*p. End of work cannot come soon enough. Notice one my door saying anyone trying to take my photo risks a broken phone. Joking aside did not think that wearing an Ip5wich tie would feel so bad. Need the boys to thrash Wolves tomorrow to restore my mental health.
Sweet jesus. I can't believe your actually doing this. I thought it was some kind of sick joke. When you get home you must burn anything to do with it and then throw the ashes into a sewer. Then you must shower in bleach and scrub your whole body with a scouring pad until you bleed. Only after you have done this you must go to the blessed Carrow Road and beg everyone you see for forgiveness for doing such a deed.
Although you were the only one humiliated, having to wear Ipswich gear, well done to you and to the head of your company for doing something for a worthy cause.
