"...work, do whatever I can to ensure that John Major is the next prime Minister..."

Went in to work yesterday. Haven't been for a while, mainly because I don't work there anymore. Luckily my id card still worked so I was able to get into the building. After an hour spent attempting to cut my toenails with a hole-puncher, I spent the rest of the day stood by the photocopier telling everyone that I was 'waiting for it to warm up'. One guy kept coming back every ten minutes to see if it was working. He looked more despondent each time I sent him away. It was only after I got home that I realised it was Thom Yorke from Radiohead.