jaylar
Ken came into my office, flung himself on the sofa and tossing an ankle over a knee said;
“Tell me again why we want Mort Panludd?”
I didn’t glance up from the computer screen; “Because he’s an idiot,” I said calmly.
Ken is someone who doesn’t take quick answers, and sometimes asks rhetorical questions.
I finished what I was doing and came to him. I sat down, we lit cigarettes, (sure, there’s no smoking in the building. That’s why the smoke detectors have been trashed, the windows are opened, and I always have some flowers by the door).
I took a puff and said; “Our department is overfunded, overstaffed and does nothing. Any sensible Chairman would cut us by 80%. Mort’s an idiot. He doesn’t know anything about technology. He’s a loud mouthed, uncouth slob whose lived off Daddy’s money all his life.” ‘
“Sherry, the guy will humiliate us in public!”
“Exactly!” I smiled.
