He stopped short of saying that he's eaten the report, so no one can ever see it.
In the background is Council's HR Manager, Jo Ward, doing a trick I master-mined years ago working in Parliament: walk around holding papers. Fools everybody.
And because you couldn't all be there today, here's you chance to put words in their mouths! As always, I'll start the ball rolling...
- Margaret Cochrane: "Sonja, that's a lovey perfume you have on today, what is it?"
- "Noel, I promise I'll be a really good girl if you give me the job, and swat up what 'recall' means when I send a media release out without checking it first."
- Richard: "Damm Kier Shorey, giving me the fake microphone for a laff. I'll show him tomorrow with that ABC Whoopie cushion."
- "Okay, I'm going to put on the best face and fool these dodgy media folk, they are so easy to lap it up. Oh and that Blogger Moore won't know what to write next!"
- "Sonja, do you mind, Noel is about to give the best performance of his career, go away and type something up, why don't you!"
- ".....your turn..."
Sonja! Personal bubble! Get out of mine!
ReplyDeleteMargaret Cochrane (thinking to herself)- "I am supposed to be chairing this - so why is Briggsy's chair bigger than mine?"
ReplyDeleteNoel What should I do? There's a little yellow snake down in the carpark doing something rude to your scapegoat. Hmm I'll be down after I've fed the chooks Sonja.
ReplyDeleteSonja: "Just tell them your bloody dog ate the report, Noel!"
ReplyDeleteMARGARET: Hey! Get your hands off. I'm the one supposed to be pulling those strings.
ReplyDeleteJO WARD: (Thinking) "See how invisible I am walking around with all these files? Now.....ewwww...body language, body language Sonja!"
ReplyDelete"I've checked under the table twice already"
ReplyDeleteI promise he will come to my place in an unmarked taxi, if I get her job
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