Some days, you go to work and push papers around.
Then there are days when a misguided former employee whose name is on the lease decides he wants thousands for the privilege of having been fired, closes the company, throws everyone out, and you are forced to flee with hard drives, subscription lists, and a five-pound Arabic-English dictionary. And then you run with 15 employees.
No one has arrested me yet. Hoping for the best. I don't want to go to jail anywhere, much less in Egypt.
It is disappointing how easily money corrupts people. How someone would hold 15 careers hostage in exchange for his own financial gain.
It goes without saying that he can stuff it. Bokra fi mish mish. That's like saying "On a cold day in hell" or "When pigs fly."