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.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
“What was that?” Franklin Buck asked. They were approaching a hallway intersection. Behind them the foul, monstrous Greedy-Wage clattered and smashed walls and continued shouting and making horribly offensive noises.
“Just a little something… businessy,” said Senior Executive. His smart phone trilled again and he answered, “
India. What’s the good word? Fantastic.
Stand by for further instructions.”
After several short conversations, uncountable hallways and cubicles, and an unbearable symphony of wet howls from the pursuing greed-beast later, Senior Executive lifted his smart phone to his mouth and said, “Signal hallway maintenance. Project Greed. Signal
Senior Executive stopped running.
“What are you doing? Go! Go!” shouted Commander Credit.
“It’s all taken care of,” said Senior Executive. He turned, facing back the way they had come and the approaching, flailing creature that Fair Wage had become.
The Greedy-Wage thing roared and launched into a renewed sprint, slamming the walls with its moist, mealy appendages.
“Junior! No!” shouted Corporate
Senior Executive glanced over his shoulder, the greed-beast bearing down on him. He flashed a quizzical grin and said, “Junior? Really?”
The hallway between Senior Executive and the Greedy-Wage thing exploded with an inward shifting of carpeted panels and maintenance workers. The passageway was quickly reassembled leaving a wall on the far side of Senior Executive. It shuddered from a sudden, violent impact, but held. A chortling roar erupted from the other side and a series of pounding, squelching thumps banged futilely and eventually fell silent.
Another bellowing roar preceded a thundering, clumping sound as the Greedy-Wage beast barreled away down a newly configured corridor.
“They’ll keep him moving for a long while,” Senior Executive said, turning toward the rest of the
“How did you…” Franklin Buck started and then fell silent.
“What about The Outsourcer?” asked
Senior Executive shrugged. “