I have a thick rope of muscle in my mouth that I can control accurately enough to speak with, swallow with, and dig popcorn fragments out from between my teeth with.
Just one of nature’s wacky solutions that applies to more than one problem. I should be grateful it doesn’t have thorns on it.
I believe I’ll find myself headed for a low dive to meet with the boss and his right-hand men. There’s business to be done and it’s time to pay the vig.
(It’s our weekly D&D session. I’m bringing snacks.)
She was a manager who bullied a handful of people out of their jobs. She tried it on me as well, but I was an outside employee on site to do tech support and my manager and company backed me up. Still a horrible time in my life.
The weird thing is, even after her bosses figured out what she was doing to her staff and put her on a short leash with restrictions on what she could do or say, she still kept it up. Maybe it was compulsive behaviour. A little while later she suddenly announced that she was leaving to start a business as a life coach(!) so reading between the lines it was probably a case of quit or be fired.
I bumped into her again and she was working as a kind of HR manager for students at a university. But I also just checked her Linkedin page and it looks like she’s doing life coaching again. This is a small industry and word gets around so if there’s justice in the universe, she’s been black-balled.
We still do that. Leeches are surprisingly useful when treating certain blood clots. If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.