That’s dedication, you know. It’s not easy to find these days.
“It’s not dedication,” I said.I simply have a very robust constitution and no one to go on holiday with.
He looked away and I stood up, ready to leave. He cleared his throat.
“Oh, one other thing, Eleanor. Because Loretta’s so busy preparing all the handover stuff... could I ask you to help out with something?”
“Ask away, Bob,” I said. “The office Christmas lunch—do you think you could organize it this year?” he said.
“She won’t have time before she finishes up, and I’ve already had people in my office whingeing that if we don’t book somewhere now...”
“... they’ll end up in Wetherspoons,” I said, nodding. “Yes, I’m familiar with the issues, Bob.
If you wish it, I’d certainly be willing to organize the lunch. Do I have carte blanche with regard to venue, menu and theme?”
Bob nodded, already busy at his computer again. “Sure,” he said.
The company will chip in a tenner per head—after that, it’s up to you guys to choose where to go and how much extra you want to pay.
“Thank you, Bob,” I said. “I won’t let you down.” He wasn’t listening, engrossed with whatever was on his screen.
My head was buzzing. Two major decisions to make. Another party to go to.
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