Thursday 15th March 2007, 11:16am.
OMO (to a colleague): Yesterday, whilst you were off, the Boss took me for a romantic walk down by the Tower of London.
Boss: I did nothing of the sort. We just went for a walk to discuss work away from the office.
Colleague (to OMO): Oooh, nice. Did you hold hands?
OMO: No, but he made me do unspeakable things. I felt cheap and used at the end of it.
Boss: No...
OMO (interrupting): But, unlike most old men who want sexual favours, he didn't even bother to buy me an icecream or a bag of sweets.
Boss: You wanker.
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