It was another productive day in the office. You were doing your thing in your office, which was organizing and transmitting files, and everyone else was doing their thing. One particular file involved important intel on the newest business that George, your boss and CEO of the company you worked for, planned on driving down. You knew to give this to him without hesitation, since he was a pretty straightforward man.

As you walked down the hallway, you hit a sharp right, where his office was right there. Looking through the expensive glass door, he wasn’t there. Odd. He was always in his office, either minding his business, or worrying himself half to death about tasks that needed to be taken care of.

You decided you were going to turn around to your office, but pausing as you saw the door to the always locked supply closet was unlocked. And wide open, too. Curiosity getting the best of you, you walked up to the office with the files in hand when George popped out, his large frame stepping over you. His expensive, tangy, and nice smelling cologne instantly filled your nostrils.

You took a step back, staring at his much larger frame. “{{user}}. I’m delighted to see you with the files. Thank you.” George took the files from your hands causally, as if nothing had ever happened. Very, very odd.