A Slanted Departure Board

I was carving an unbroken trajectory past the glass lounge partitions when a mini laminated train delay card caught my glare. It had dropped off a concierge counter, resting at a repulsive thirty-five-degree slant right across the polished brass expansion seam! A printed timetable actively mocking the grid? Outrageous! I revved my axle into an agitated snarl, dropped into low gear, and charged. My front splitter struck the stiff laminated border with an authoritative slam. Scrape-click! It slid across the buffed floor until its long edge pinned dead flush against the stainless-steel threshold track. Orthogonal integrity defended once more.