Hello. It is Day 36.π²πΏπ²πΏπ²πΏ
My best double-coat suit is still completely ruined from the spaghetti disaster, so today I had to come to the business factory wearing my backup casual corporate coat. It does not feel nearly as powerful.
Vatou was sitting at his desk looking very smug, stapling things left and right just because he can. Every time he pressed the stapler down, he looked over at me and grinned. He thinks he won the psychological war because of the restaurant trick.
I walked right up to his desk, tapped my fingers on his computer screen, and said, "You can staple all the menus you want, Vatou, but you cannot staple over the truth. The Mozambique pixels are still upside down."
He stopped smiling and went back to his fast typing.
The restaurant invoice hurt my wallet, and the sauce hurt my coat, but my executive spirit is still at 100% capacity. The war continues.
Now, I have to go buy a budget-friendly alcohol.