My week began with a dose of determination as I waltzed into the office, clutching a hot cup of coffee in one hand and my ever-present briefcase in the other. It wasn't the Monday blues that got me down; it was the realization that this week marked the start of an all-out legal brawl, and I was stepping into the ring against none other than Linda, the office's queen bee.
Throughout the week, our competition escalated from minor provocations to a full-fledged battle of legal wits. Every move I made, Linda countered with one of her own. I'd research relevant case law, and she'd present a motion to Timothy, gauging his interest. I'd outline potential strategies, and she'd summon a surprising point.
It was like a never-ending chess match, with each of us trying to outsmart the other at every
