Got a little missive this morning from a dear friend and former editor of mine who is now at The West.
It said: "I’ve just noticed there’s a new label on the pigeon hole next to mine which says Daniel Hatch…."
I like that. I feel... expected. Anticipated. Welcome.
In contrast, I was told I probably couldn't order a CNG t-shirt today because I was leaving. I mean, obviously I take the point that I AM leaving, but I'm also proud of what I've done here and still like the place and would be happy enough to advertise the company to the outside world.
But no... f**k you. You don't want it, that's your look out. LOL.
The Montegiallo School of Swearing
1 week ago
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