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Message CleaveSir, am appalled by message. Whilst skirtcould reasonably be described as a littleon the skimpy side (thrift being ever ourwatchword in editorial), consider it grossmisrepresentation to describe said skirt asabsent, and considering contacting union.JonesWaited in frenzy of excitement for reply. Sure enough Message Pending quickly flashed up. Pressed RMS:Will whoever has thoughtlessly removed theedited script of KAFKA'S MOTORBIKE from mydesk PLEASE have the decency to return itimmediately.DianeAargh. After that: zilch.Noon. Oh God. Daniel has not replied. Must be furious. Maybe he was being serious about the skirt. Oh God oh God. Have been seduced by informality of messaging medium into being impertinent to boss.12.10.Maybe he has not got it yet. If one could get message back. Think will go for walk and see if can somehow go into Daniel's office and erase it.12.15. Hah. All-explained. He is in meeting with Simon from Marketing. He gave me a look when walked past. Aha. Ahahahaha. Message Pending:Message JonesIf walking past office was attempt todemonstrate presence of skirt can only saythat it has failed parlously. Skirt isindisputably absent. Is skirt off sick?CleaveMessage Pending then flashed up again immediately.MessageJonesIf skirt is indeed sick, please look into howmany days sick leave skirt has taken in previoustwelvemonth. Spasmodic nature of recentskirt attendance suggests malingeringCleaveJust sending back:Message CleaveSkirt is demonstrably neither sick norabscent. Appalled by management'sblatently sizist attitude to skirt.Obsessive interest in skirt suggestsmanagement sick rather than skirt.
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