Monday, March 23, 2009

 
The Meeting


-Ah the quiet room! But are you sure...?

-We’re afloat in nothing.

-Well, what’s the emergency? Been some week!

-Market murdering us!

-Murdering the firm. There’s a difference.

-And regulators, and even FBI, descending.

-We have senators who’ll send immediate letters to head ‘em off..

-Might not be enough. Should we run things by the board?

-Ah yes the board! Individual accomplishments, collective stupidity.

-But we hafta tell ‘em something!

-No way. Increase amount of tips. Arrange for a conference in Paris,
nonsense agenda.

-But you acknowledge we’re in trouble?

-Firm is. Move up the bonuses.

-And the shareholders!

-As always, fuck them!

-Well we’re really getting conspired against.
I can tell you that.

-I’m willing to leave for hundred mil.

-I’ll put out the word.

-Fifty for you if we go together.

-Twins then!

-Life is beautiful, Brother!

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