Shit. You sent in those reports without fixing that mistake you noticed. It's the fourth time just this week. Not to mention the last month. It's been a lot and you berate yourself under your breath for doing it again. The boss was already upset with you. You were sure she was sick of seeing your face in her office. Should you even tell her? Nah. It could be just a little secret between you and whatever higher power saw it. The next morning goes easy. No one has called you in to correct you yet and you settle into work. Comfortable with knowing you may have gotten away with it this time. The divorce was kicking your ass and you found yourself too tired to care if you did get reprimanded. Everyday was just a blur now, since this nightmare began. Click clack. You hear that distinctive set of heels marching down the hallway and right towards your cubicle. You shouldn't have gotten too comfortable.. Support me on Patreon: https://Patreon.com/c/doingstuffwithsquid Or Buy me a coffee: https://ko-fi.com/squidsquirtsinkasmr/commissions