30-11-2004 - Tuesday
I didn't go to work yesterday. Mrs Harmon had to tow that barge and lift that bale herself to sort out the usual Monday morning disorder. I phoned in and told her that the police had wrecked the place and that I would have to take time off to get things straightened out again.
And, boy!!! Did they ever leave a mess. Their mothers should have been ashamed of them but I suspect that it is all a part of the intimidation process. Not that we needed much intimidating. Peter went quietly and Mandy was sick. I just sat there wondering how I was going to tell the agent that we needed a new front door.
Peter is home again and very chastened - not that he wasn't pretty depressed before. When I asked him what it was all about he just said "I told you that there was some trouble at work." He is sans computer now and spent the evening glaring at the TV.
Anyway, I got the place straightened out and the agent sent someone to replace the door, amid much mumbling about who was going to pay for it and who was untimately to blame - that means me because I sublet to Peter.
Back to work today with everyone agog to hear about our dawn raid.
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