It’s been a grey August so far and it might be pushing a few of our co-workers to the brink. Bob seems to be the only one enjoying the wet stuff. He spent the weekend on his new patio cushions, going on about how comfortable they are and staring out at his garden, watching the rain flow down. Cheryl is making lists again, this time to try to escape to one of the green countries on UK travel list. She’s decided to tell us all about it. No one is making eye contact with her anymore. Jean has been silent. She has not really said a word in about five days and only makes an appearance to the kitchen when she wants to fill up her mug. Here’s hoping the sunshine will make an appearance so we can hear less whinging around here.
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