Our head editor, Mammoth, knew how to surprise everyone in the office. His real name was Semyon Ilyich, of course, but behind his back, the only thing everyone every called him was Mammoth. He was imposingly tall, had a powerful build, was hairy as a bush, and spoke with a booming voice. Sometimes he'd curse up such a storm that even correspondents accustomed to war zones and other hot spots were impressed by the variety and intricacy of his language. At others, you'd find him in the editorial office chatting with Koreans in their native tongue. Once in a while, he'd even drop some breakdance moves at corporate parties.
And everytime, the wide-eyed expressions of everyone else in the office (and we'd seen just about everything there was to see) would elicit the same response, "What are you so surprised about? Back in the day, I...." That would be followed by "..... served on a submarine," "....acted in a movie," ..... spent a year in Seoul." The list goes on. And it didn't matter when it looked like there might be a discrepancy in his timeline; if Mammoth said it, it was true.
And that brings us to this particular day, as I picked up my phone to hear his voice, "Nikiforov, is that you? Sober?" You've got to be kidding me. Only once had I ever shown up to work drunk, and that was after a long party more than a year before. Needless to say, it was an occasion he refused to forget, enjoying every chance he had to throw it in my face.
"Come over to my Office."
When the boss asked you to come to his office, it meant somebody needed something-and I was never that somebody. I could do without those little taunts, but what could I do? I stepped through the door to see that something was wrong; he was sitting at his desk with a thundercloud expression on his face that Genghis Khan, himself would have been proud of.
This can't be good.
"Nikiforov, it's about time you did some work around here."
I was right; it looked like I was the day's sacrifice to our fearless leader. He really was a vampire-couldn't go to sleep until he'd gorged himself on someone's blood.
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