I had forgotten the worst part of being on the bench.
This IS my job.
Trade fair season is starting in Germany, with lots of lovely opportunities to punt our apartment by the congress centre out on AirBnB at rates that would make MarillionFan gasp
3 days in and my nerves are shot by my partner (who confuses contracting with vanlife) pestering me every 5 minutes to do stuff for our guests who arrive today or summoned to be shown crumbs/arm hairs that I have left somewhere.
Should I go to the pub or rent an office?
This IS my job.
Trade fair season is starting in Germany, with lots of lovely opportunities to punt our apartment by the congress centre out on AirBnB at rates that would make MarillionFan gasp
3 days in and my nerves are shot by my partner (who confuses contracting with vanlife) pestering me every 5 minutes to do stuff for our guests who arrive today or summoned to be shown crumbs/arm hairs that I have left somewhere.
Should I go to the pub or rent an office?
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