Friday

The new man motions me into his office with furtive hand waves. Am afraid for what is to come. Fear reasonable, but misplace. Rest of day spent in New Man's office with New Man and New Man's new toy, small portable video game made by Sony. He uses the word Awesome many times, which makes feel uncomfortable. Also pumps fist in air when gets higher score than me. Become angry and determined to win, but New Man is, not surprisingly, much more dexterous than I am, and wins every time. Come out of office with what can only imagine is guilty expression because the Contessa narrows her eyes and says what were you boys doing? Tell her. She nods. We, she ticks her head at the Vice-Boss's office, had a tense discussion about the dumb New Yorker listing again. I got snippy and she cried. The Contessa mimes putting a gun to her head and pulling her (thumb) trigger.