Commercials are an unnatural use of my work, ... It's like having a cow's udder sewn to the side of my face. Painful and humiliating.
Which is just about how I feel, working for these bloody cowboys. Yesterday, The Muppet phoned me to ask about reports for the Aeronautical University students. I said that I could do them, but would need a day and a half.
"How will it take all that time?"
"There were 56 of them."
"But that's... 15 minutes each - to tick a few boxes!"
"There's more to writing reports than ticking boxes."
"Look, Garry, I don't want this to become an issue, but..."
Bottom line is, kiss my fat, hairy, white Geordie arse. I'm not ticking boxes to produce faked reports.