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alchemist, beaver, bluegrass, Brad, caterwauler, drink me, eat me, fish, Fred, frog, Henry, Irishman, Joyce, Lewis Carroll, Lola, moose, Orwell, Pfeffer, Prima, Rand, Secunda, Tertia
Episode 19: “Prig N. Pfeffer and Mayhem“
Alex had made a request for new mentors
to be chosen from the forging works
and all hell broke loose.
~
At this heretic request all three of the
rejected mentors suddenly jumped
up from the table and started
running willy-nilly
around the room.
They accidentally bumped into each other,
bounced off the walls, knocked over chairs
and finally ran out of energy.
Stoic Brad was the first one to do anything
after the mass frenzy. He walked over
to a corner of the room,
sat down and started
sucking his thumb.
He removed it only
let out an
intermittent
wail.
(His beautiful ponytail had come undone and was a mess.)
While that was going on sexy Lola laid face down
on the floor and started banging on the carpet
with her hands and feet. Each time Brad
wailed she would stop, look up,
and display the large wet blobs
of mascara running down
her over-rouged cheeks.
Henry watched the others for a minute or so
and then walked over to the chalk board
that was mounted on the wall.
He reached down, picked up
two dirty chalk erasers from
the tray and started clapping
them together. The more he
clapped the erasers the more
white dust enveloped him.
You could tell by the insane smile on his face
(and those eyes – – those vacant eyes staring into nowhere)
that he was very pleased with himself.
His blue serge suit was starting
to be more of a robin’s egg blue
as the chalk dust settled
over the front of him.
His cordovan
hued wingtip
shoes turned
into a misty
ox-blood
color.
Pfeffer was choking on the chalk dust and motioned
Alex to leave the room with her. Pfeffer closed
the door behind them and looked around
the cubicle area to see if anyone had
noticed the bedlam that had
occurred in the
conference
room.
(Everyone appeared busy at their desks. Pfeffer appeared pleased with her thoughts that no one had noticed because she {he, it} gave Alex a knowing wink.)
Alex thought
(to himself of course)
“Pfeffer thinks
that all these cubicle-people
are fooled by her actions, but,
the only one fooled is Pfeffer itself.”
As they walked by the desks Alex noticed
that many of the employees were quite amused
at what had happened. “Maybe they are more amused
at Pfeffer’s self delusion than with the chaos that just occurred
in the conference room with all those delusional half-ass mentors.”
(He added this information to his new knowledge bank.)
“Come” Pfeffer said. “We are going to take you
to a ‘New Employee Orientation’ meeting
after which you will meet your new
middle-management.”
Alex thought “Now she (he, it) is referring to itself
in the plural. Oh well, I should be able to
put my capabilities on display and then
they will have to promote me
out of forging.”
waldotomosky 
Capability leading to promotion? Haven’t heard that one before.
Yes, a rare occurance in organizations. But believe it or not – – – it does occur every once in a blue moon.