Stuart came to my office to have a rest on my desk again today, and so he could have a whinge about Patricia. I don’t know why he tells me. I couldn’t care less about their disagreements. Stuart was going on about how her latest craze is Feng Shui. He says Patricia has told him he has to clear his Chi and remove obstacles in his path. He says he’s tried that, but she won’t leave. She also wants him to brighten up his entry, but he told her he wasn’t having anal bleaching for anyone.
Stuart has no filter whatsoever. He reckons he has, but if he has it has very big holes in it.