now that I'm four weeks old, dad thinks it's about time I earn my keep. since he's decided to become a fulltime youth pastor, I thought I'd check out his old job at HSBC and see whether I might like it.
we all went downtown and I got to ride in an elevator in one of the tall shiny office blocks. I reckon that was one of the best bits about going to work. his old office was OK. I could see the mountains and the water, and there were lots of nice girls who were suitably admiring. we got to go out to lunch too, and the butter chicken did look good, but overall I don't think I'd want to go to work everyday.
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