Co-Worker Gill

Co-Worker Gill has a spectacularly bad comb-over, an unwavering smile, and no understanding of personal space. He is always far too pleased to see you, especially when he spots you trying to leave for lunch.

Gill insists the two of you have loads in common, despite never being able to name a single thing. He follows you through the corridors, pitching increasingly uncomfortable lunch plans and asking whether you have “tried that little place near the car park.”