Well, dear diary, we’re all still alive. Yesterday’s „incident“ has been resolved, though my nerves are still somewhat frayed.

Minion #47 deserves a medal (or at least won’t be meeting Gerald). He managed to locate the correct override panel while the Boss was having what I can only describe as a mild panic attack in the control room. I’ve never seen a megalomaniac sweat quite that profusely.

The self-destruct sequence was successfully aborted at T-minus 47 seconds. The Boss tried to play it off as a „drill“ but nobody was fooled. The entire incident was so embarrassingly amateur that he sent everyone home for the day. Everyone except the technical department, that is. They’re currently implementing seventeen new safety protocols.

I suspect Dr. Hoffmann from Engineering will be having an involuntary meeting with Gerald soon. He was the one who signed off on the „simplified microwave interface“ that caused this whole debacle. The Boss doesn’t appreciate being made to look incompetent in front of the minions.

On the bright side, I got to reorganize my filing system in blessed silence.

– Mrs. Clawdia, updating her résumé (just in case)