The pig that thinks it’s a dog.
I saw some headlines yesterday – ‘Recession bites’. I mean, no-one likes an economic crisis, but that’s a bit strong. They keep closing the barriers at London Bridge to get down to the Jubilee line, but when I get down there the westbound platform towards Westminster is invariably deserted and there are millions of nervous-looking people heaving their way towards the Docklands. I suspect that a novel policy on redundancy has been introduced in the financial sector; anyone who arrives after 8.55 on any given day is sacked on the spot. A more perverse but possibly more fun variation would be to take away a desk each day until you reach your desired number of staff. Now that’s hotdesking.