Mitch shook his head, he must have been imagining it, he stepped away
from the mirror not noticing the change in clothes or even that he
himself had a new personality and vocabulary, he headed for the meeting
room, he stepped in front of all the bosses, while bursting with
confidence courtesy of his new personality, ignoring the mutterings of
"Who the hell is this?" and continued to deliver his presentation
throwing in lots of slang and swearing, when he finished, the bosses
looked at him surprised, and then yelled "Security!", Mitch gulped, his
new teenage self had gotten out of bigger scrapes than this one and he
automatically began to run to the door, yanking it open he ran to his
cubicle and grabbed his car keys before running all the way downstairs
and out into the car park....