The Drone Report

Many years ago, when mrpeenee was young and charming, he arrived in this office and began his dazzling career doing whatever it is he does. At the time, there was a sizable gang of amusing people to share the workday with. My best friend was here, two of my three bosses (why did I have three bosses, I can barely ignore one at a time) were pretty darn hilarious, and a gaggle of gay boys meant there was always someone around for a quick chat.

Over the years, they've all slipped away and last week, the very last one, my boss Darlene, made her escape. She was a brassy and exasperting mess at times, but she also had a subversive sense of humor and we shared the idea that this whole work thing was overrated and taken far too seriously.

So now it's me and the Deadwood Forrest. In some ways, the quiet makes life easier, I'm forced to actually concentrate on the task at hand. But boy, coffee breaks are so much duller.