My first day at work clearly didn’t go well. First I saw my boss with his pants down, and then he started cursing at me. No thinking required—I ended up in the hands of a soldier, a tyrant, and... an incredible heartthrob.
I mean, of course, a villain! Also, the boss decided that “we already had it,” and therefore he could allow himself all sorts of indecencies toward me.
How do you explain to a rude man that he confused me with someone else, and I came to the office to work—not to lie on his desk with my legs spread?