Cheng wasn’t upset about the body she ended up with as a result of the Great Shift. She was still a woman, a few years younger, and a little bit prettier. There was only one problem; the person who ended up with her body.
He was a surly man named Mike from her company’s IT department. He had always been surly, and his disposition didn’t improve now that he had Cheng’s body. She felt it was a bad look, and decided to approach him about it.
“Hey, would you like some advice?” She asked while passing by his desk one day.
“No,” Mike replied.
“Well,” She continued, ignoring his response, “That body used to be mine, and I could give you some makeup to look years younger. I could let you borrow some clothes, too! It doesn’t hurt to dress up for work, you know?”
“I am dressed up. This shirt has a collar.”
“I mean, like, dressed up for a woman.”
Mike rolled his eyes, “I get this was your body before, but it’s not anymore. Whether I like it or not, it’s mine now. You don’t get to tell me how to dress or how to act anymore than the prissy little white lady who used to have the body you have now gets to tell you what to do. And if she did, I’m sure she’d tell you to leave me alone. Go away.”
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