Borne Leader
Predator Press
[LOBO]
"I regret to inform you," sighs Barbarossa, "That you have been nominated as Union Steward."
My attention snaps from the computer screen. "What?"
"The People like your plan to bring back sexual harassment. Restoring the two martini lunch would be cool too." He scratches his chin. "Even piss testing us is a violation of the HIPPA law."
My eyebrows furrow. "I can't be a corporate lickspittle and a Union Steward. And have you looked around? SFIC is a soiree of Asperger's Disease and, well, ugly. You want drugs too? This place would be a seething cesspool of literally toxic DNA."
"We want the American workplace to be restored back to the glory days of 1960."
"Barbarossa, what year were you born?"
"1961," he replies.
"I rest my case."
[LOBO]
"I regret to inform you," sighs Barbarossa, "That you have been nominated as Union Steward."
My attention snaps from the computer screen. "What?"
"The People like your plan to bring back sexual harassment. Restoring the two martini lunch would be cool too." He scratches his chin. "Even piss testing us is a violation of the HIPPA law."
My eyebrows furrow. "I can't be a corporate lickspittle and a Union Steward. And have you looked around? SFIC is a soiree of Asperger's Disease and, well, ugly. You want drugs too? This place would be a seething cesspool of literally toxic DNA."
"We want the American workplace to be restored back to the glory days of 1960."
"Barbarossa, what year were you born?"
"1961," he replies.
"I rest my case."
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