Leave your road beer in the car.
Kiss your boss on the cheek and whisper, “Thanks for waiting for me, Honey.”
Reassure Sue in accounting that you haven’t given up on Employee of the Month.
Start vacuuming your CEO’s office and let her know you’ve transferred to the janitorial team.
Light your cubicle plant on fire.
Put it out with the extinguisher.
Blame it on Jeff.
Report Jeff to HR.
Tell Jeff he’s going down.
Tell Jeff he’s the one and only reason you went on a bender last night.
Scream at Jeff with unintelligible sounds.
Give supervisor Wayne the finger and a death stare that lets him know you’re not going to stop.
Ask Jeff how it feels to ruin another man’s life.
Ask Jeff if fucking people’s wives is his side hobby or a full time gig.
Ask Jeff how long.
Say it again, but quieter.
Make the words whisper.
“How long has this been going on, Jeff?”
Tell Jeff he’s a coward for not saying anything.
Put your finger up to his lips when he tries to speak.
Pull the gun out of your pants.
Point it at Wayne to stop him in his tracks.
Point it at Janet from HR who followed you back to your cubicle when she didn’t believe your accusation against Jeff.
Ask Janet if she believes you now.
Point the gun at Jeff’s crotch.
Ask Jeff to remember every climax, each release.
Make Jeff say it was worth it.
Louder Jeff.
Make Jeff convince the whole office that fucking your wife was worth what is about to happen to him now.
Ignore the security guards behind you now.
Keep your gun pointed at Jeff’s balls.
Pull the trigger.
Drop the gun.
Put your hands up.
You’ve done a full day’s work.