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Thursday Next's Office Hours - Monday, September 4
Thursday had finally managed to find a temporary babysitter. She would have to figure out a schedule or something, or call in Mrs Bradshaw as an absolute last resort.
So now she had an office. It had a door, a desk, a phone, a lamp and a chair. Oh, and one meagre bookshelf. She was definitely going to have to see to improving that.
Nevertheless, now she had time to read over the rest of her orientation package and finalise her class for the week.
The door was propped open in case anyone wanted to stop by.
So now she had an office. It had a door, a desk, a phone, a lamp and a chair. Oh, and one meagre bookshelf. She was definitely going to have to see to improving that.
Nevertheless, now she had time to read over the rest of her orientation package and finalise her class for the week.
The door was propped open in case anyone wanted to stop by.