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I was sitting in my cubicle, drinking coffee and waiting patiently for a large Excel file to open. My eyes drifted from the screen, landing on Peter’s desk’s perfect arrangement of colorful pens and correction fluid. The only thing that didn’t fit this perfect office space was an old 90s Tamagotchi...

It was odd that Peter wasn’t there right now, working away. He was always early for work, which I discovered the one morning Silfra—our boss—had me arrive at 7:30 am. He was already there, even though he hadn’t been asked. Now, it was 11:44 am. Where was he?

Suddenly, a commotion of voices flooded in from the corridor.

“I can’t take it anymore!” Peter’s voice was raw and brutal, as he shouted at whoever was unlucky to be with him at that moment.

Surprised by that dramatic scream, I got up to see what was going on... And noticed that at the end of the hall, Peter and Silfra were having a loud, animated conversation.

Peter looked like a total mess... His neat side-parting was gone, replaced with a blond mess that looked like he’d been tearing at it... Frankly speaking, I’d never seen him look so undone before, he was such a neat person...

And even the way he stood was all tense. His hands shook as he gripped tightly the stack of files that he was carrying with himself...

Hmm, could it be that this morning’s meeting with the client went wrong?

“Please calm down, Peter. I do not agree with them, either, and regarding your team leader’s behavior, we can definitely discuss this,” Silfra said in her most calming tone.

She was in her fifties and had been the matriarch of our department for at least twenty years. She was the director’s right hand—and no one dared say anything impolite to her, not to mention screaming! But Peter looked like he had been driven over the edge...

I suspected that it wasn’t anything Silfra had done or said to him. She was very understanding and never demanded from people more than they could do. Moreover, she was always polite; actually asking us to do things rather than ordering them to be done... And with her post at this office, she could have been the terror of the department!

I tried to think back of all that had happened this week, to figure out why Peter was so enraged... And, I realized that he kept losing his patience a lot in the past few days... Or, more accurately, weeks.

He’d snapped at me multiple times, and got upset over the smallest things... He had to be getting out at me, because we were the only guys in an office full of women...

I didn’t mind it, though. I teased him regularly, in all ways that I could only think of, so, he had good reason to be mad at me...

Damn. Was this my fault?

Had I gone too far?! I suddenly worried.