P.D.I. (Personal Development Interview)
It was bloody annoying really. Starting to cry. Especially when she was driving to work. On the motorway as well. But there was the comfort of it being an early morning in January so it was dark. No one could see her feeble attempts to stem the tears that trailed down the side of her nose. Bugger. Her handkerchief was in her trouser pocket. No chance to get at…