“Oh god why did he have to stop me now”, Meeta thought helplessly. She was rushing out of the cubicle when her Manager called out her name.
“I hope you realize the urgency of the report”, he said dispassionately, “I don’t care how long it takes.” It was way past 9 pm.
She could feel the acid slowly rising from her hungry stomach.
“I am doing my best”, she replied, trying to control her squeamishness.
“Best is not enough”
That’s it! And with that she spewed out the burning bile along with whole lot of other liquid, drenching her manager.