Working at Perfection

Scratching Post, Weekender, The Star
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This was originally meant to be a veiled tribute to perfectionism, but for some reason, everybody latched on to the "Greek God" phrase.

For days, Andrew had to walk around with a plastic bag over his head, to avoid the (real or imagined) stares of sniggering strangers.

And for days, every time the phone beeped, he would shudder, as more often than not, it was inevitably an sms that began with "Hi Greek God..."

The last message I got from him? "I want to strangle you!!!"