Day three

Late again, thanks to some legitimately dreadful traffic. (Will I ever manage to get here by 8:30am? It seems increasingly unlikely). Then a series of endless meetings until lunchtime. On the plus side, the canteen here is a far more professionally-run and hygienic affair than at the last place. The actual kitchen part is hidden behind a door with access only for canteen staff, so any dead underwater chickens or other food-related horrors are mercifully concealed.
Since advertising is a relatively tiny industry, I keep bumping into people I've worked with or known before and whose smutty pasts I am privy to. Most entertaining.
On the minus side, the internet connection here is just pathetic.