t’s 10am on a Monday and I’m already ankle-deep in shit. No, this isn’t office speak for unmet deadlines or a crisis-worthy error, but real animal faeces. Today, I’ve decided to swap out my comfy corner desk and the luxury of working at a glossy fashion magazine in order to chase a childhood dream of being a zookeeper
ZOOKEEPER
Apr 18, 2024
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