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, September 15, 2014
“Don’t run,” the bosslady said. “You wouldn’t even get the door open before she cut you down.”
Corporate Man had no intention of running. He knew what Pink Slip was capable of. He also knew that he wasn’t prepared for a physical confrontation either. He’d only faced her on his own once before and he was still surprised that he’d survived the confrontation.
“Who are you? What is all this?” Corporate Man said.
“This… is Pink Slip,” the bosslady said. “She’s insurance.”
“Yeah. Who are you? You’re not just some small time executive for Great American Business Company. You’re something more.”
“Ah… How refreshing. A man recognizes my worth,” the bosslady said. She sifted some more powder onto her hand and sniffed. “I’m something new. There will be more like me, you can be sure about that. Male and female. In vast multitudes as the conglomerates continue to grow. But I am the first. I’m Corporate Whore.”
“Not the most flattering of names.”
“No? The oldest profession? That’s not notable? Not respectable?”
“Of course you wouldn’t, man-ling. How dare a mere female enter the boy’s club of corporate finance. Women belong in the home. Let’s forget that the first business, that oldest of all professions, was started by woman.”
“You’ve no proof that–”
“And that business is still thriving today!” she shouted over him. Then she paused for a moment, allowing the silence to stand as evidence of her victory. “Now. You will go back to your office and spend the rest of the morning working on strategies to maximize our bonuses. You may have the afternoon off to struggle with your new addiction.”
Corporate Whore raised her chin. Her head cocked to the side almost imperceptibly. Pink Slip’s whip cracked out, the tip popping inches in front of Corporate Man’s face. He stood up, obediently, and walked out of the office.
The bonus envelope and its shady contents gripped tightly in his hands.