When I set off for work this morning my car broke down, so I had to take the bus. At the bus stop I ran into an old friend called Jason. He’d come into some money recently and was setting up a business. He offered to take me on and I said I’d think it over. When I got into work the boss, Mrs Pitchfork, blew up at me. I was quite taken aback by her attitude, but when I got over the initial shock I offered to make up for being late, saying I would stay on after work. Then it turned out she was actually angry because a client I had taken on had decided to pull out of a valuable contract.