My garden shears are extremely blunt...
Mrs TMR is out tonight (the "big" boss is having his redundancy do) so it is unlikely she will find this out, as she is apt to wobble in at midnight and perform rude things. I didn't get an invite to his "do" as I am merely the IT bloke THAT HAS SORTED HIS FUCKING LAPTOP OUT NON-STOP SINCE HE HAS BEEN HERE (OK - I broke one).
I am not bitter. Not at all.