Extreme MakeoverChapter 3
Work was going to have to take a back seat at least for a while, or until this all got sorted out anyway. If the trouble that Val had been experiencing was any indication, work was likely to be even worse. She phoned up and asked to speak to the floor manager. "It's Angie." she said, waiting to hear a "who?" on the other end of the line, but instead, she heard a muffled "oh shit, not her too..." "Don't tell me you've got it too?" The idea that many of the folk at work had been...