gdk

Another week, another terrible mystery shopper report. As luck would have it, that customer who we chucked in the basement and tortured for three hours, attaching electrodes to his genitals, turned out to be the mystery shopper! How's your luck? We hardly ever do that. We got minus points, of course, though it was at least recognized that we were being 'proactive'. And he said he'd come back again.

Dave bought an 'invisible shield' for his i-phone on the internet. He actually paid money for something on the internet that's invisible. Imagine trying to complain if it didn't arrive! Are you sure it hasn't been delivered, sir? Maybe you just can't see it.

I myself have a new phone to replace the retard special that made me a laughing stock in the community (or confirmed my status in that respect.) Friends kindly bought it for me, for a reason which I am not yet prepared to divulge. And I love it! I am almost indecently fond of it, always stroking it and looking for opportunities to spend special time with it alone. It has a camera! And you can listen to the radio on it! It has catapulted me into the twenty-first century. I don't know how it works. The first text I sent, by accident, was the non-word 'gdk' to Dave. He never received it.