Truly, revenge is a dish best served cold. Let’s go back in time a bit. Back in my secondary school days, I was not the brilliant type. Just an average student. There was this one particular subject where I scored 30/60, and one of my classmates, a girl who was both intelligent and bigger than me back then, scored 58/60. Now, I don’t even know what her business was with my script, but somehow, she noticed that the question the teacher failed for her, the same teacher marked for me. Apparently, it was a mistake. I was supposed to get 29/60 instead of 30. I begged her, I told her it wouldn’t add any mark to hers, so what is the point. But she still carried both our scripts back to the teacher. The teacher corrected it, deducted my 1 mark, and gave me 29/60. When I got home and my mum saw it, she didn’t want to hear story, she beat the remaining sense into me. All because of that one single mark. Since that day, I swore I would never forget that girl. Fast forward 17 years later. Life has a funny sense of humor. Guess who walked into my organization last week to apply for a job? And guess who is in charge of employment? Now, I’m standing here with the power to decide her fate. I actually don’t know why I’m sending this here. Maybe, deep down, I want you guys to stop me before I finally carry out my revenge.