Anyway two of the bosses whom I do admin support for, wouldn't let me leave the office until I got them a live lobster, because one of them wanted to boil it in a tank and have it for dinner. As you do. So there I was, running around the office, trying to find a live lobster. I don't know how it ended, but I think it's some kind of metaphor for a part of my job I've been trying and failing to succeed in over recent months. Or maybe it's something else entirely. Maybe we all just want to hear the new Lady Gaga album.
