Discovered the true meaning of the sublime to the ridiculous, went from being recalled for early success to given a contact number for an associate who managed to have found the most offensive balance possible between eau de Jack Daniels and essence of roadkill.
I have to assume he knows what he’s doing because my boss is very likely one of the ten cleverest strategist alive or undead on the planet. Hell, he hired me so I should take that into consideration but when the new guy tells you money hires him not loyalty… I don’t see a red flag, I see May Day at the Kremlin.
About the only good thing I know so far is there’s no record of his doing V but record mistakes happen and there’s a first time for everything. Unless he tries something, and he’s been warned, I’m trusting the boss and working with him but if it comes time to take him out… well, that’s part of keeping myself and the boss safe, too.
He’s already informed me he’s the old fashioned kind of were who would tear me to pieces and kill me - which makes him number 453 on the list of people I’ve worked with who I knew could do the same or who offered. Just think I could find some nice accountant, settle down, and be the one to go downstairs when the burglar shows up… all of which would drive me to shoot my own self.
Anyway, he was suitably respectful after our first conversation, understood I had the upper hand to date and probably took a good lock at my ass when I left him. My boss’s bonded has the same opinion of him as I do… but when you’re working for a vampire who might give Alexander the Great a run for his drachmas, you shut up and do as your told with whom you’re told, until self-preservation means more than a paycheck.
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