Well, they finally gave me the shove. I knew it the instant the boss called me into his office, since the only other occasion he had spoken to me, discounting a courteous kiss at the Xmas party, had b/en during my interview. My services were no longer required, or rather, the money had run out and they had no new schemes coming in. I wasn't too disappointed as you know, I'd become somewhat disenchanted by the labyrinthine process of redesigning my supermarkets. These had metamorphosed from fast, cheap boxes into overdesigned space aliens that eventually collapsed under their own weight. So, I picked up the phone pronto and arranged one or two interviews.
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