Going postal – Chapter 6: Little pictures: Moist gets dragged into what looks like a terrifying secret ritual…
but quickly realizes it’s basically a bunch of old postmen playing underground club.
The “test” is supposed to be deadly serious.
In reality, it’s mostly stumbling in the dark, tripping over junk, and trying not to break anything important.
Groat keeps coaching him like:
“all good, sir”
which translates to:
“this is chaos, but let’s pretend it’s tradition.”
Moist does what Moist does best:
he bluffs.
He talks like he’s in charge, acts confident, and suddenly the whole room starts believing it.
Then dogs show up looking like absolute killing machines…
and he just casually tells them to sit.
They sit.
At that point, everyone is like:
“…okay, maybe he is the real deal.”
So Moist goes from confused victim → accidental leader in about five minutes.
End result:
He didn’t pass the test.
He rewrote it.
Fake ritual + real confidence = promotion to boss.