So according to gay best friend, who works in an office next door to the Guardian, their fire alarms went off this morning, resulting in (and I quote) “200-odd fit young intellectuals milling about outside – all of them totally hot. Best coffee break I’ve had in ages”.
So a) can I have a job please, and b) was it the brilliance of this blog that set the Guardian on fire?
Posted by Hfactor on April 26, 2007 12:34 PM
There must be 2 guardian offices then. the majority of the people I’ve met there are right munters. Lovely people, obviously, but munters all the same.
Posted by Ambush on April 26, 2007 12:43 PM.