IV
Friday 13 August
I t may be due to Dexter season’s finale or to the last sleepless night, I don’t know why, but I wake up after a long relaxing sleep. I happily get back to work. It is the last day: I asked for a full vacation week for the upcoming one.
When I get in the Montepulciano Stazione branch, I say hello to Vito: «Good morning, is the director in?»
«You think he arrives at the same time as us poor mortals? What kind of director arrives without half an hour delay?»
The usual rant follows, about bosses that are dumber than employees and if they are not dumb they cannot be promoted.
I change subject: «My right wrist has been hurting for days: you think it’s the mouse?»
«No: you should see your Giulia more» is his low comment.
«For real, do you know any chiropractic or phys
