ERROL PARKER | Editor-at-large | Contact
Though he can remember talking to his boss yesterday, Dylan Potter can’t remember what they talked about.
Recently, the 26-year-old property manager has been thinking about his future more and where he’d like to be in five years time.
Those thoughts were prompted by a discussion last week he had with his boss, who asked him where he saw himself in the future.
“In my head, I thought, ‘In your chair, mate’,” he said.
“Fuck, I hope I didn’t say that to his face. Shit, I was pissed. A few blokes at the afterparty asked us what we were talking about for so long and I can’t for the life of me remember. He’s a bit of a cricket nut so I can only hope it was about the Ashes selections and whatnot. Fuck my life,”
“If I go in today and everyone looks at me as soon as I walk in, I’ll just turn around, leave and find another job.”
In the interests of journalistic balance and integrity, shortly after speaking to The Advocate regarding his general mood this morning, our reporters made contact with Mr Potter’s boss to discuss the very conversation he was worried about.
However, like Dylan, his boss Gary Peg cannot remember what they spoke about either.
“To be honest, I don’t even remember seeing young Dylan yesterday,” said Gary.
“And to be even more honest, I don’t really remember who he is or what he looks like. But you say he’s anxious about what he said? Jesus Christ, everybody feels like that today,”
“You get an office full of people on the turps for 12 hours and think it’ll end with handshakes and backslaps? Give me a break.”
More to come.
