beating around the damn bush lah
I’ve just got to blog about this today. It’s long, but abit of drama got lah. It began at 9.00 am, just barely after I checked in. I signed the register, part of the childish imperative of the higher-ups no doubt for keeping track of us worker bees. Anyway, not a minute after I settle down in my cubicle than I get the call: our morning appointment had arrived.
I got my boss (good boss, the friend boss) with whom I had worked a case. The details of the case itself must remain private for non-disclosure reasons, of course, but it’s nothing dramatic lah nothing hush-hush and definitely no national secret (you’d have gotten the point by now). The hush-hush bit about the case was the fact that we suspected foul play.
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