“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.