When I'm in the ward, I'm sort of the 'Master' and there are 'Servants' to work under me. There is no pun at all in the sentence preceding this even though it looks so like it has. Whatever! What I want to tell you is that I'm very happy with the servants in one of the wards that I work in. They are friendly, have sense of humour and are quirky in one way or the other. After last week's incident, I guess I'm trying harder as well. Anyway, I'm very happy. They warm my food when it comes as a parcel and stuff. I share it with them. Besides, there is this one servant which I would call BB who gives me a body to touch; in the good sense! hahaha
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