Some years ago, not long after the collapse of my last television deal, I had found myself suffering the kind of office job I hoped I'd left behind in the nineties. One morning at that particular job, a big group of us, all contractors, were taken into one of the large meeting rooms and told our contracts wouldn’t be renewed by a bespectacled man who thought the bad news might have less of an impact if he sat on a chair turned back to front that gave him the appearance of some really ‘cool’ teacher who was down with the kids.

I’ve never gotten why people do that. It just doesn’t look comfortable to me to be sat like that with your legs splayed open. The man then got off his chair somewhat uncertainly, indicating a lack of familiarity with back to front sitting, and handed out some questionnaires, before returning to his highly uncomfortable looking seating position. I supposed once he’d committed to it, he had to see it through. If he’d gone back and turned the chair around and sat as you’re supposed to, it would’ve been an admission on his part that he recognised his original seating position had been ridiculous.

Wrapping his legs around the back of the chair once more, Legs Open told us he wanted us to write down what we thought the organisation’s legacy in those first few months since launching was. I was outraged and as someone that always has to say their piece, I pulled him up on this. With us about to lose our jobs and step into a terrible job market, did Legs Open not think this was an inappropriate request of workers who now faced uncertain futures? Did he seriously think that we had time to wonder what the organisation’s legacy was? At the very least he could've delivered this bad news whilst sat correctly.