Its day two of Operation Make Matthew Go Mad.
His suspicions have clearly been raised, he looked at the stapler this morning with a ‘what the?.... Didn’t I?.... how did?....’ expression before placing another load of staples into it. I also noticed something new to hate about him, he keeps his staples in a drawer in his desk. A locked drawer. And keeps the key in his wallet. What else is in this drawer? More investigations are needed.
I have considered the merits of adding further torment at this early juncture, but think instead that the ‘Chinese water torture’ approach is better for now. He clearly suspects mischief, but is also already starting to doubt his own sanity… calling ‘has anyone seen my brain’ to anyone who’ll listen. Judy, the former air hostess that occupies the cube to the right of me made the terrible, unforgivable mistake of uttering a tiny titter at this, encouraging the boy to repeat his ‘winning line’ to anyone who passes.
The operation is clearly suffering at the moment. My plan to make Matthew mad has given him an opportunity to converse with the rabble and to bolster his own feelings of self-worth. The operation was always going to suffer some losses, but it will soldier onwards!
Tomorrow… I start to fight a new front. Switching of pen caps.
Monday
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