“Don’t look at her!” They cry out.

“She has mesmerizing powers.” I remind myself.

I don’t want to turn into stone at her gaze.

“Management likes her!” Admonish a few of my crewmates.

“Better men have failed.” I think to myself.

I stroll up to her desk like a hotshot.

I think I’m right.

I know I’m right.

She immediately rears her ugly canine head.

The pencil over her ear now points at me.

I was in the right.

I still lost the battle.