Today At Totally, Totally Global Inc.

Sally is back. Nobody dares ask her where she has been the last couple of business days as she is then unlikely to help them with the economy to business class up-grade work-around for trans-Atlantic flights. She had an epiphany this morning in her local Starbucks on discovering that her zero-cal, syrup and milk free ambient-temperature super-short latte was actually called a doppio espresso and is delighted with its zen-like simplicity.  So much so she has decided to go super-simple for everything. Consumerism is out. Boyfriends are out. And clubbing, too. At least until the week-end. Or maybe just Thursday.

Hemel Hempstead has an interview. He's wondering what to wear so has ordered from Amazon:

1. Clothes Maketh The Man. 
2. What Manicured Nails Reveal About You.
3. The Perfect Salary Negotiation Haircut.

Tom is at his tailor discussing suitable weights of cloth for his new spring suit.

Flinnn is trying to get through to his consultant at iPoach.  He keeps getting his voice-mail but simply cannot understand it:

"Hi This is Tony  Zone of iPoach, the unique organisation uniquely dedicated to locating the best and most transparently unique professionals for the best company on the planet dedicated to bursting the marketing envelope. I'm sorry I'm not here in full atom-to-atom flow at the moment but leave a voice imprint and I'll be back with you imminently" 

Flinnn replaced the receiver; if only Life ran as smoothly as his Iphone.  He held its comforting curves as he looked out across the TotTotGlo Campus. 

Some incoherent back story here.