Tuesday, November 18, 2014
Personnel Problem in a Company Manufacturing Whatever
A Dread for Three Voices
“The guy is seething!”
“You should meet wifey. He’s a choirboy.”
“Well I hope they kill each other rather than one of us.”
“I’ve had it with him! I’m dumping it into Carl’s lap.”
“Enter Carl with ample lap, saying I heard it all.
Transfer the sonofabitch to Phoenix. I never met
anyone from there who wasn’t an asshole!”
“I’ll do the paperwork today. Just hope bodies don’t
start turning up in a couple of weeks.”
Hey! Who gives a shit? It’s the freakin desert! Plenty of
room before anybody notices.
Labels: anger, business, desert, explosive employee, manufacturing, murder, personnel, personnel problem, Phoenix
