Satoru

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Chris reaches into the drawer and grabs the closest pair of boxers. He doesn’t care much about colours; few people see them and he’s found that those that do see them tend not to care too much. But like most people, he does like a comfortable fit.

Which is why he’s surprised to find these are very loose around his waist. So loose that they almost slide down his legs. He looks at them, and then grabs another pair, only to find that they are equally as loose, as are all the pairs, he discovers, as he tries them one by one.

Not being able to make sense of this, he decides on the least loose pair, determining to buy some more later. Pulling on his pants, Chris quickly discovers that they are also too large, both in the waist and also the length. Examining the label, he notes they are two sizes larger than what he normally wears.

Mystified, he tries another pair of pants, which are also too large. He looks at all of the pants in his wardrobe and cannot understand why they are all precisely 2 sizes larger than he wears.

With a confused and sinking feeling, he turns his attention to his shirts, all of which are also 2 sizes larger than his body.

By now he can smell the coffee coming in from the kitchen, and decides to drink a cup, hoping that this might bring some clarity to the bewildering situation. Taking a sip, he experiences a measure of relief that the cup and coffee are all normal.

Sitting at the kitchen table, he notes the jacket he left hanging on the chair the previous night. It also appears large, but he can see a business card sticking out of the top pocket that he cannot remember putting there.

Pulling it out, he looks in confusion at the simple name written on it: Satoru Azikiwe.

What should Chris do? Provide your answers in the comments below.

Call in sick and investigate Satoru

Go to work anyway and figure it out later

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