I sat at the throne of the Pret Lunch Nerve Centre once again. Orders came in, I wrote them down to pass onto my teammate, I middle-manned the whole operation. Thank goodness we're all unflappable because what we were up against today would have made a normal person quake in their boots. No balls dropped though and everything went as smoothly as it could. I'm earning a fair amount of brownie points with the crew already, people know my name and know I'm the fixer. I've joked about being a Production Fixer before but perhaps that's a better job title for me... Even better if it came with a pay raise.
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