After four days of negotiations, the ambassador could only come to one conclusion: humans were not ready.
When his shuttle reached the refitted destroyer, the captain threatened him through the main channel. A genteel female major of the species offered her apologies, but the ambassador assumed it was due to “culture.”
On day one, the captain tore up the ambassador’s welcome missive.
By day three, the captain entered the room and shat on the floor.
The lady major frowned and led the ambassador to a side office. “He’s only recently been reanimated, sir. Perhaps one more day?”
He nodded, doubtfully.