"I can't get in a fight with my boss on the day of my big promotion!" thought Mitch, hurrying to his cubicle to avoid any more temptations for his newfound primal rage.
HE sat down in his cubicle and started to prepare the proposal that he was to present this afternoon when his whole body was enveloped in wrenching pain.
He hurried into the bathrrom and locked the door, staring in horror at the mirror.