AN eight-year-old who went into the office with Daddy for the morning has discovered that he does nothing but chat about football.
Jenny Logan, who sees father Tom return home every evening too exhausted to play with her, was afraid to witness the terrible physical labours her father must endure but instead watched some men engage in banter about the United game.
She said: “Is that it? Walking purposefully between cubicles and sending a few emails? I work harder than that at school and I do sod-all.
“I thought he’d be heaving mightily against some enormous machine, or running frantically around, or at the very least converting decimals to fractions without a calculator.
“Instead he just basically seems to hang out assessing Solskjær’s chances next season, eating the leftover sandwiches from the big meeting upstairs, and once in a while sends an email.”
Tom Logan said: “Yeah, Jenny’s had her first taste of the working world. Think it’s given her new respect for her old dad. Keeps looking up at me, then shaking her head in disbelief.
“‘Enjoy school while you can, love. Soon you’ll be a wage slave like me,’ I told her. She laughed, but it was hollow.”