It’s been a long time since lunch. Hours, probably. You must be getting close to the point when you can pretend to be saving the work you’ve been claiming to do and head home, right?

You glance at the bottom right corner of your computer screen. It’s 2:08.


It’s too late in the day to actually commit to working on anything new, so you opt for the next best thing: social networking.

You’ve just pulled up your go-to dating site, DateXPress, and are “XP upping” your favorite profiles—maybe this time one of them will notice you did it and reach out?—when you hear a cough over your shoulder.

“Excuse me, do you, uh-uh-uh, have a minute to chat?”

Fuck. That nervous tic of a laugh means it’s your boss. And you have no idea how long he’s been there.

If you want to rapidly minimize your windows, click here

If you want to turn around and pretend everything’s on the level, click here

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