Hello. It is Day 30.🇲🇿🇲🇿 Thirty whole days of this upside-down Mozambique flag disaster.
Whether the calendar officially says it is a month today or tomorrow, thirty days is a very long time to do a war at the office. Vatou is still sitting there with his messy, unstapled spreadsheets, and the global moderators are still doing absolutely zero business after Mr. Kep tagged them.
I walked straight into Vatou's office this morning, leaned over his desk, and pointed at my wrist like I was looking at a very expensive executive watch. I don't actually own a watch, but the gesture was highly professional.
"Thirty days, Vatou," I said in my most serious adult voice. "Thirty days of non-compliance. The board of directors is not pleased."
He just sighed and stared at his screen. He looks tired, but I am not stopping. Tomorrow is Day 31, and the corporate pressure is only going up.
Now, I have to go buy a milestone alcohol.