My boss did her usual Miss Brodie of the Upper Fifth routine today when asking what we should get the uber boss as a present.

“What do you think?” she asked me in her usual clipped tone.

“I don’t know. What about some tea bags?” I said momentarily flicking my eyes up from the computer screen to meet her joyless mask.

“Tea bags? Is that a joke?”

“And chocolate. Tea bags and chocolate.”

“I think we should get her some flowers.”

“You can’t eat flowers and if we get chocolates she’s bound to offer them around.”

Tea bags and chocolate it was. Don’t say I don’t treat them right.

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