Corporate Man is called in to investigate reports of vile, unethical business practices at Great American Business Company. What he finds there just might destroy him (except we all know the ending to The Tragic Death of Corporate Man so it should be fairly obvious that it can't really destroy him, though it can come close).

Enslaved by the Bonus Whores is an all new Corporate Man Adventure Serial. Chapters will post every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.

After nearly a decade of imprisonment, Corporate Man returns to find the economy in ruins and his deadliest enemies in control of all but a fraction of society's wealth. He embarks upon a quest to set right the wrongs of the business world; a task that will ultimately destroy him.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Chapter 8

“You’re not on the list of authorized personnel, lady.  So you are not getting in.”
“Are you sure I’m not on there?  Can I see the list?” she said.
“Only authorized personnel may see the Authorized Personnel List.”
“Would you please stop quoting corporate policy to me?”
The security guard cocked his head and said, “Would you please get yourself out of my face and move along?”
“Check the list.  My name is Ms. Adams.”
She was stalling.  The money and the sex tactic had not worked.  It always worked in the white collar world.  The security guard glared at her and lifted his radio phone to his mouth.
“Need an authorized personnel check for a Ms. Adams.  Person in question is requesting entrance to Mr. Smith’s room.”
“Mike?  You still at your post?” a voice came back.
“Of course.  This lady’s been–”
“Your lunch started seven minutes ago.  Go clock out.”
“No one’s come to relieve me yet, sir.  And we have an unauthorized–”
“Ramon called out so there’s no coverage.  Take your break.  Right now.”
“But sir, there’s an unauthor–”
“My job is to make sure you clock milkers take your breaks on time so we don’t go over on hours.  Are you trying to get me fired?”
The security guard flexed his jaw.  “No, sir.”
“Are you now, presently, walking away from your post toward the time clock?
Mike shook his head.  After a moment he said, “Yes, sir.”  Then he shrugged, motioned Ms. Adams toward the door, and stormed off down the hallway.
Ms. Adams smirked and went into the room.