Jason was staying late at the office to review what had gone wrong at the sales presentation earlier that day. He was sure he nailed it, but the deal just didn’t go through. As he ran it over in his head again and again, he started to develop a throbbing headache until he passed out.
When he awoke, he realized he was sitting in the corner of the art department where one of the junior graphic designers sat. As he pondered how he got here, he realized he felt quite strange for some reason. He reached his hand up and felt long hair. It didn’t make any sense, but he must have somehow swapped bodies with that graphic designer! She had been putting in a few extra hours as well, apparently. But swapping bodies? It seemed surreal, even if he couldn’t ignore the very obvious evidence.
He felt bad that he couldn’t even remember this woman’s name, eventually finding a name tag in the desk from a conference with “Ayumi” written on it. A few moments later, another co-worker came to the door of the art department and asked Jason, “What the hell just happened?”
Jason just turned around and shrugged.
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