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.
Friday, March 2, 2012
“And you must be my… next appointment?” the CEO said.
“Not in your sickest, most demented dreams, you perv,” said Tanya.
“We don’t have an appointment.”
“No appointment?” asked the CEO.
“No, but it looks like your schedule just opened up.”
“Ew. Don’t say opened up. Not after what we just saw.”
Mr. Jones continued, ignoring Tanya’s comment, “We’re here to talk to you about certain company policies that Waldos not only urges its managers to employ but actively trains them in as well.”
“So you don’t have an appointment?” the CEO said.
“Didn’t we cover that?” asked Tanya.
“Well, I’m sorry. If you have no appointment, I can’t see you.”
“You’re here with us. Right now,” said Mr. Jones.
“I’m very busy. Call my secretary,” the CEO said.
“Yes. We have an appointment,” said Tanya.
“Oh wonderful,” said the CEO. “Please, sit down. Let’s get started.”
He slithered behind the desk into a leathery, well cushioned office chair and gestured for Tanya and Mr. Jones to take the plastic, quite durable seats opposite him.
“I prefer standing,” Mr. Jones said.
The CEO shrugged and then wriggled against the plushness of the chair. He strained slightly, as if searching for the most comfortable position. His eyes glazed over and the adjusting ceased.
“I appreciate your point of view, but I think you fail to see the big picture,” the CEO said.
“I haven’t explained my point of view yet,” said Mr. Jones. “Don’t try to placate me.”
“It appears as though there’s been some miscommunication.”
“We have yet to begin communicating.”
“How about we take it again… from the top?” the CEO said, locking his hands together and setting them on the desk. Mr. Jones shook his head and grit his teeth.
“The treatment of your employees is deplorable. Your management staff is encouraged to–” But Mr. Jones did not finish. He caught sight of the CEO’s golden wasp cufflinks and froze. His vision became a harsh, monochromatic amber yellow and he no longer saw the office or the CEO.