| 00:00 - 00:03 | Your juniors are all meant to be working away |
| 00:04 - 00:05 | Ben Jones is counting every cell in an excel spreadsheet |
| 00:05 - 00:07 | And Michael Dowsett is picking up your chia seeds |
| 00:08 - 00:12 | Gabriel is meant to be proof reading your recipe for banana pancakes |
| 00:12 - 00:15 | but he's was last seen posting his own blog post instead |
| 00:17 - 00:19 | it's fine, I reviewed it |
| 00:19 - 00:21 | and buried it in pointless amends |
| 00:24 - 00:26 | Mein Fuhrer |
| 00:27 - 00:28 | Pete |
| 00:31 - 00:33 | Pete told him to just upload it as is |
| 00:34 - 00:36 | He said there was no need for changes |
| 00:53 - 00:58 | Only stay if you haven't insisted on being taken off my account team before |
| 01:13 - 01:15 | That was an order! |
| 01:15 - 01:17 | That pointless set of amends was an order! |
| 01:18 - 01:23 | Who do they think they are? My juniors never want to take the benefit of all my experience |
| 01:25 - 01:28 | my experience writing blogs that nobody reads |
| 01:29 - 01:31 | I am a key digital influencer in the healthcare space |
| 01:31 - 01:34 | Almost as experienced in media as Steph S |
| 01:34 - 01:37 | That blog was unengaging |
| 01:37 - 01:40 | And hard to read with all those big words |
| 01:40 - 01:42 | My Fuhrer, his blog was the most read item on the website |
| 01:42 - 01:46 | Do you think I care how many people visited by mistake? |
| 01:46 - 01:48 | My Fuhrer, the average reader stayed on the page for five minutes. |
| 01:48 - 01:52 | Fuck off Rob you Russel Group twat |
| 01:53 - 01:54 | Stop mansplaining |
| 01:56 - 01:57 | I should have stayed at NICE |
| 01:57 - 02:00 | they have never treated me with respect here |
| 02:00 - 02:03 | they don't even care that I'm personal friends with Ben Spencer |
| 02:04 - 02:08 | Does Gabriel not even understand why I asked him to write that blog? |
| 02:08 - 02:13 | He thinks I was after his cutting-edge insight, about the cancer strategy? |
| 02:14 - 02:16 | The whole point was to undermine him |
| 02:17 - 02:21 | We should have just purged all the policy wonks months ago, like Bell Potts! |
| 02:27 - 02:29 | Nobody wants to learn from me |
| 02:30 - 02:34 | I who alone, alone could sell-in any story |
| 02:34 - 02:36 | if only I was not mysteriously absent |
| 02:41 - 02:42 | no wonder |
| 02:43 - 02:47 | I have to wait all of two years for a promotion |
| 02:48 - 02:53 | and still the monitoring team come at me with their fucking rota |
| 02:54 - 02:56 | making it so much harder |
| 02:56 - 02:59 | to ask a minion to just pick it up |
| 03:00 - 03:02 | what the fuck even is an ICS? |
| 03:04 - 03:07 | it's OK Alison, she can't hurt you any more |
| 03:14 - 03:16 | Sometimes I feel like |
| 03:19 - 03:23 | I'm expected to just sit at my laptop and work all day |
| 03:25 - 03:26 | like Harry |
| 03:31 - 03:33 | The blog might stay up |
| 03:40 - 03:46 | But if that fucker Gabriel thinks he is getting out of this |
| 03:46 - 03:49 | without me messaging him to demand a ways of working catch-up... |
| 03:53 - 03:56 | Can I borrow an iPhone charger? |
