Punch this creep in the face.
From Create Your Own Story
Being raised by a single father has its perks. For example, you get to learn all his fighting moves without a motherly presence to object. With Clark doubled over to protect his wounded groin, you instantly decide the best maneuver is to nail him while his head is down. You skillfully rip loose a left hook beneath his lowered head, catching him squarely below the jaw. Even though there wasn't much power behind the punch, his head jerks back from the impact, causing his whole body to fall backwards in his chair, crashing to the ground. Perhaps hearing the commotion from outside, the Mrs. McCloud lookalike comes charging in.
"What on earth is...?" She begins to demand, and then stops herself when she sees Mr. Clark laying on his back in his chair, one hand holding his chin and the other hand still clutching his exposed manhood. She stands motionless for a brief moment, then seem to have grasped the situation.
"Nicely done, girl." She grinned, her voice almost that of a proud mother.
"What the hell, Tilda!?" Mr. Clark screamed from his fallen position. "This wild cunt ASSUALTED me!"
"Yes, yes. I'm certain she did, sir." Tilda responded calmly. "I'll call the police right away and report this matter."
You stand there in utter disbelief: Did you really just punch out a prospective employer? In his OWN OFFICE?! How are you going to get out of THIS one?
