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Day 143 of The Andie Chronicles

“Ahh, you’re here. Let’s go”

Douglas had called me into a meeting at 1.54 pm. No, not 2 pm. Or ten to two, or a more conventional meeting. 1.54 pm.

I hate that anyone in the office could put a meeting in your diary without asking and, no matter what, you were expected to be there.

Especially when you would rather do anything else than take a meeting with y…