I’m a Wollaton park which is a big stately home thing. My aunt couldn’t walk the 100m from the house to the car, so I drove up to the front door of this multimillion pound house and picked her, beeping the proles on their legs and feet out the way :D
So a touch over a year ago, I was breaking my balls at work to make my iOS usable by visually impaired people. I never got asked to do it, and no one thought it was that important but I knew it was The Right Thing To Do. Fast forward to this afternoon, turns out My company did actually get a lot of feedback from visually impaired people saying “thank you for taking this time to make this app work for me”. Heart. Warmed. You are welcome visually impaired people!
I froze up is perfect anyway, but these bits push it over the edge
1. “It didn’t really make it in at the time, but it’s still there”
2. “You will stop his heart from beating
You will stop his mouth from singing
Come inside my heart
Walk down these corridors”
HEY KIDS REMEMBER THIS (nepotism???/?>)
was thinking, these words, they are in my head right now. cozzzzz this is me at work. don’t wanna get too dramatic and oo i am creative stick it to the man(actually i really do), BUT, man at work, I’m The Guy Who Cares, and my project lead doesnt and cares more about targets and doing what hes told. its us v them. Im the artistsan, he’s the beuaracrat. when he tries to logicaliy think out what i do, i fall apart and don’t wanna carry on. i just want him to follow my lead, come inside my heart, walk down these corridors. I promise you’d be magic.
If you try to strangle or skylark
Try to cut it up, to see how it works,
You will stop his heart from beating,
You will stop his mouth from signing,
Come inside my heart,
Walk down these corridors