Wednesday, March 02, 2005

Which floor sir? Seventh circle of hell thanks

We're all packed into the lift this morning. Everybody holding their breath and clenching their arse cheeks just wishing for this hideous moment to be over. A fetid coffin reeking of smoke, sweat and coffee. A cheap motel compressed into a tiny cubicle. The tense silence is suddenly destroyed by a booming west coast American voice.
"You know what's funny? My boat has an 80 horsepower Perkins diesel with a…"