Monday morning, I dressed as I usually did for the hot weather and made the trek to work. I knew I’d have to face Jenson today, since he sat next to me, but that didn’t mean I had to talk to him, unless required to, for some aspect of my job.
I changed in the bathroom, as was my routine. Then I sat at my desk and started composing an article about the merits of one of the new product lines.
I heard rustling in the cubicle next to mine half an hour later and knew Jenson had arrived. He was late. I tensed, wondering what would happen next, but nothing occurred. Thankful I’d dodged that bullet, I went on with my article and other tasks, breaking only for a brief lunch before finishing my assignments for the day.
After gathering my backpack and other personal items, I headed out of the depa
