Back in the early 90s, I made short films and this is one of them. The strangely haunting experimental band, Supreme Dicks, were open to me using one of their songs "The Language You Learnt" from their cool album Working Man's Dick and so here it is. (And now I'm going to get lots of porn-y spam, but what can you do? Supreme Dicks were named pre-Internet usage.)
The title character is played by my husband. And I have a cameo as a middle-manager, but don't read anything into our relationship based on this film. It was truly the result of my many temp jobs over the years and was filmed at an actual temp-job site. But know this: Reader, I married him.