Yep, it's sad but true. My lovely long break from the 9 to 5 grind has come to an end. But I have managed to land the perfect job for me, the job description was such a scarily accurate description of my skills that it seemed inevitable that I should get the gig. And I did.
So it's time to get back to a bit of reality. The closest i've been to attending an office in the last year or so is the time I have spent losing myself in the fabulous Madison Avenue offices of the 1960's Advertising elite. Hmmm…. i wonder….
A scotch or two while we discuss the budget forecasts?
A Marlboro light and a morning gossip with the girls?
No, I suppose not.
I should think it will be more rabbit warren than tastefully styled corner office, answering of my own telephone, swipey card thingamy-bobs to get through every door, perhaps the occasional wine AFTER work on a friday, and probably no dreamy Don Draper. ho-hum.
Oh… but there is lots and LOTS of this….
I shall certainly enjoy any staff discount on offer at my new place of work. The Perth Mint!




