Leave It Better Than You Found It (… Or Just Leave)

I had to think fast and act faster, so I rounded up all the laptops and threw them down 12 flights of stairs.

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Then I did what anyone would do. I took a hundred slinkies and sent them down the stairs, providing a hefty distraction for anyone who wanted to investigate why all these computers suddenly crashed down the steps.

I busted into my boss’s office, drank all of his sugar free Monsters, and felt like I was one with my drank. (I’m a Monster, bitch. Roar!)

I scurried to the elevator and sent a note up to the top floor. “Just trying to get a rise out of you,” it said. I slinked out the back door.

But then I thought, isn’t any door a back door if you use it to come back?

I’m Amish now. Life is simpler.