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The small,
spherical button on her office phone was blinking. It never blinked. Perhaps something was wrong with it. She would have to call tech support. Maybe they’d send out that cute techie again.
The phone
chirped. It was an impatient sort of
noise, and familiar; occurring whenever she left someone on hold for too
long. She looked at the phone,
puzzled. Then she shrugged and pushed
the spherical button. To her surprise it
depressed. She was so enchanted at her
cleverness that she nearly forgot announce her greeting.
“Incorporated
Business Corporation Incorporated.”
“The bull is
at the china shop,” a distorted, growling voice said from the other end of the
phone line.
“I’m sorry
sir, what was that?”
“The bull is
at the china shop.”
“I don’t
understand. How may I direct your call?”
“Just tell
him.”
“Who? The boss.”
“Yes.”
“And tell him what? That thing about the bull and the china
shop?”
“Yes.”
“Now was the
bull in the china shop because that’s
how that saying actually goes?”
“At the shop.”
“The one in China ?”
“No. Not in
China .”
“Then where?”
“Nowhere, just
a china shop.”
“Hmmm. Maybe you should start over.”
“Damn it to
hell!”
“Ooooh. Is Satan involved then?”
Click.
She shrugged,
pressed another, more familiar button on her phone and said, “Sir? That marble looking button on my phone
blinked and I spoke to a spooky voiced man who had a message for you.”
“What’s the
message?”
“Oh, well it
was all very exiting. The devil, who may
or may not be Chinese, is concerned with the whereabouts of a bull. Funny, I’d think a Spanish matador would be
more appropriate.”
“Ms.
Adams. To preserve your position with
this company it would be wise of you to state only that which the man actually
said. Are we clear?”
“Yes, sir.”
“So what did
he say?”
“The first
thing he said was, ‘the bull is at the china shop.’ Puzzled, I said, ‘I’m sorry sir, I–’”
“And he used
the word at, correct?” said the
bossman.
“Yes. I questioned him about this as well and he–”
“Thank you Ms.
Adams.”
There was a
click. Ms. Adams frowned. Two hang ups in a row. She shrugged and then tried to look busy.