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I was at my desk when my boss came shambling around the corner. I couldn't believe that he was a zombie. He hadn't seen me yet so I didn't want to make any quick movements. I needed the jump on him. I actually had a sledge hammer underneath my desk so I eased my hands around the handle and waited for him to get closer. For the record, I work at a construction company, so a sledge hammer isn't exactly out of place. Also, it was a smallish one, relatively speaking. Just as he was about to come around the corner I noticed that he put a couple of papers in my inbox. I eased up on the hammer. He half grunted, and half looked at me. He wasn't a zombie, but ever since his promotion, he has been slowly dying on the inside. He had just dropped off theTPS reports I had given him earlier that day. So I guess they met with his approval. It made me think about the definition of the "living dead", because if that wasn't it, I don't know what it takes.
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