The cap of her pen was already ruined. She vigorously chewed on it as she tapped her foot to the beat of Bowie’s Queen Bitch blaring through the wireless speaker on her desk. Although the volume was already too loud for an office setting, she turned it up when she heard the opening riff. As she feverishly entered the data into her report program she tapped her foot to the beat. The world was in sync now. She even looked down at her pawing kitty figurine who seemed to keep time like a perfect metronome. She was definitely in the groove and making good progress.
Despite the fact that she was already chewing on a pen, she reached up and grabbed one of the three pencils stuck in the bun affixed on the top of her head. Her pace was furious now, but it was brought a screeching halt with a gentle rap on her office doorframe.
“Aiya, diu lei! Daa si lei!” She screamed as she reeled around violently in her swiveling chair to see her colleague Huan Liu quivering in the doorway.
Huan stammered, “I’m so sorry to interrupt Daiyu, but Dr. Hsui sent me to get you. He said the investor was arriving and we were meant to be on the roof five minutes ago and he said…”
Daiyu raised her right finger to silence him and then whipped around to return to her work, but the thought in her head escaped and the momentum was ruined. She clenched both fists trying to calm herself. She then reached into the cup for one of her breaking pencils (a few ruined dresses and lab coats from snapped ball point pens conveyed that lesson to her), snapped it, and threw it across the room. She then whirled back around, stood up quickly, stomped across the office, and tossed on her lab coat.
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