Two weeks later…
I went back to work, but I brought a few of my supplies with me for my experimental trick.
I walked into my boss’s office and his eyes glared at me.
“Nice of you to come back, O’Shaunnessy.” He flatly said.
“It’s good to be back.” I unloaded five quarters while talking with restrained frustration.
“I’m going to prove that I’m not some living mistake, if I may.”