the lesser part

I left the office today because I had enough of the conversation coming from the other side of my cube.

Things are getting strange in the office, people are talking to themselves more violently, the fuse seems to be very short.

I took my electronic paraphernalia and left to get a coffee, on the way there was a guy standing in the doorway for no reason that was apparent to me, the thought crossed my mind to drop my shoulder into him to bump him out of the way, but I didn’t.

I think I’m looking for a confrontation.

I hear discretion is the better part of valor, sometimes I settle for a lesser part