Bland the office day,
Not grey, more like vanilla,
So it is, our time.
“Most men lead lives of quiet desperation” said Thoreau. Resignation, hope, anticipation, rejection, dejection, TRANSMOGRIFICATION (if you’re lucky!). I really disliked the way Nancy ate her sweet corn from the middle and then, after a Japanese sounding grunt, spat a lump of it at Roy. But I suppose that is the fate of office juniors who try to chat up ballsy blonde bombshells. Roy seems to think himself lucky. His fantasies run riot until the truth hits him that he will not receive his promised prize, and that Nancy ain't comin’ across. He listens with dawning dismay to his gossipy colleague, who gets off on, well, gossip. “Non-winners are always looking for a sign their luck will change”. Yes, like the makers of short films. And better to be out making a short film than sweating away in a ghastly open plan office, like the one so well portrayed in this slickly made film.
Bland the office day,
Not grey, more like vanilla,
So it is, our time.
“Most men lead lives of quiet desperation” said Thoreau. Resignation, hope, anticipation, rejection, dejection, TRANSMOGRIFICATION (if you’re lucky!). I really disliked the way Nancy ate her sweet corn from the middle and then, after a Japanese sounding grunt, spat a lump of it at Roy. But I suppose that is the fate of office juniors who try to chat up ballsy blonde bombshells. Roy seems to think himself lucky. His fantasies run riot until the truth hits him that he will not receive his promised prize, and that Nancy ain't comin’ across. He listens with dawning dismay to his gossipy colleague, who gets off on, well, gossip. “Non-winners are always looking for a sign their luck will change”. Yes, like the makers of short films. And better to be out making a short film than sweating away in a ghastly open plan office, like the one so well portrayed in this slickly made film.