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.
Monday, January 21, 2013
Halo rings and starburst effects danced on every possible reflective surface. Things looked wet, for no other apparent reason than to quiver light into attention grabbing forms. LED sensors glowed like molten lava and glass panes had deliberate substance and form as if to suggest a crystalline structure.
“It’s all about the look these days,” said a doctor wearing a gleaming white lab coat and excessively sparkling safety glasses. “You also need gadgetry. Sleek and stylized, not the overly bulky, look-at-the-size-of-my-penis gear that everybody used to go in for.”
“Like the arm, you mean,” said Commander Credit.
“Yes,” the doctor said, giving Commander Credit a reproachful look. “But that was the look back then. People were supposed to see that arm and know you had power. That you were solid. Substantial.”
“That my dick was big?”
The doctor sighed, his shoulders slouching, just enough. “Anyway, we’ve redesigned the arm a few times over the years. And now its not such an eyesore.”
“It’s still oversized-dick big.”
“Yes, well, the message still needs to come across. And you need the room to store all your cool gadgets and open market accessories. There’s a full maintenance kit in the shoulder, electrical parts in the bicep, motorized–”
“Yeah, yeah. I get it. Snacks in the forearm and juice in the elbow,” said Commander Credit.
“Vials of nutrient solutions actually. And coffee. For office visits. You’re also hooked up with a modem, transaction terminal, etc.”