So a few weeks ago we were talking about the movie ‘Love Actually’ at work.
I absolutely detest this film.
Yes, the opening scene is sweet, but after that, we’re subjected to a movie of such schmaltz that it would make someone with a sweet-tooth feel sick.
Any movie that can make affairs, attempts at adultery, death, precocious kids, a Prime Minister that makes Boris Johnson look capable feel like a birthday party is seriously horrible.
And yet millions like it.
Not everyone.
But millions.
Including many at work.
Which is why I sent the below all staff email to my new colleagues …
… only to get so many responses saying they were fans, that I am not sure there is anyone left in NZ for me to talk to.
My pain, their gain.
Damnit.