He looked at his watch. The meeting was scheduled to begin in five minutes, and he didn’t want to be late. He didn’t usually wear a tie to work, but he made an exception today. After all, keeping his job might very well depend on how this meeting went, and he wanted to make a good impression. He got up from his desk and began walking over to the office of the HR director.
He played the incident back in his head one more time. He was certain he had done nothing wrong, but that didn’t matter. What mattered was whether or not the HR director saw it that way and if they could come to some agreement that would satisfy the parties involved. He was only trying to be polite. It wasn’t (entirely) his fault his body betrayed him.