...and so i ended up kissing an essex girl in the toilets

the boss tells me how as an older member of staff -- older in age rather than seniority -- i have better insight and can take a better overview of things.

i walk out the office, strutting in my new dress, and a puzzling feeling starts flitting round me like a hover fly. i can't work it out. on the one hand, it was praise. on the other hand...oh my fucking god!...i am not a child any more!...gasp! horror!...i am a mature member of society. i have a mature outlook. i take mature decisions.

luckily wine always comes to the rescue.