monday morning and the brass at my first job used to schedule all the awkward feedback sessions right after lunch, when the water pressure in the building would drop so low you couldn't even rinse a cup properly. you’d sit there nodding, hands still a bit sticky from the canteen’s sorpotel, while they talked about ‘performance roadmaps’ as the tap in the corner let out that sad, airy hiss. felt like the pipes and my appraisal were in on the same kazari plot.
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