The Ink-Pot and the Palette

That is precisely my hope. In fact, there really can't be any other plausible way of looking at this assignment, can there? I have to believe that management understood that when they mandated this change.

Men like Norm, workaholics with accounting degrees, have almost always been (or rapidly risen) above me in the hierarchies where I've worked, so it's natural for me to believe that their work style is actually superior to mine--that their actions make them meritorious. Maybe it really has been nothing but external genitalia all along.