There's a French guy here with us this week called Jules. Lovely man really but I kept messaging my mate calling him "Jools" and it was funny because they were sat next to each other. Yesterday, Jules/Jools looked very tired because of the jet lag and everything so I message my mate saying; "Jools looks absolutely fucking wrecked. Dunno how he manages to stay up for the Hootenanny." I thought it was pretty funny, but my mate was absolutely broken by it, and right in the middle of some semi-serious discussions about ecommerce and automated refunds. His boss, whose here with us, had to tell him to "get it together" and I felt pretty bad about it. It was like being at school.
