Alicia was over in the corner     
talking to Elle, the Tech lead, and    
they were both nodding their heads.    
Alicia gave us a thumbs up.            
     “No, we did it. Operation Fuck    
You, is now fully operational, and you 
were a big-time part of that. Alicia is
rallying the troops as we speak,” I    
said and pointed her way.              
     “Even the common folk are with    
us.”                                   
     “The evil overlords are next,”    
Denise said, and we both knocked       
knuckles.                              
     Before she left town, we did find 
out that the zero-tolerance contamina- 
tion rule did have one exception that  
no one knew about, because it wasn’t   
reflected in the rules. That’s so the  
rules committee or that independent    
* company wouldn’t know about it.          
     It was considered one of those    
infamous unwritten rules that no one   
bothered to tell any of us about, and  
thirty mice were fucking killed for no 
fucking reason because of it.          
     When I heard about it, I almost   
started yelling again. I do that a lot,
but this time I realized that it’d be  
stupid and figured the better solution 
would be to channel all that anger     
into, what we were now calling OFU, or 
Operation Fuck You.                    
     After talking to Denise, I even   
talked with Sherrie about it, and she  
agreed privately that the five-second  
rule made way more sense, than killing 
the mice did.                          



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