The Whim

They were bothering him. Always harassing, nagging, and pushing him in directions where he didn't want to go. Blah, blah, blah, watch your carbs, blah, blah, blah, don't ever like Adam Sandler, blah, blah, blah, etc. Well...dammit, he was boss and that meant what he did had power. It was time to make a power play to show these juvenile egocentric cavemen that he was the boss and that they should go say Ug! somewhere else.

It was with such fervor and umph that the man known as Wannabe walked into the publicity room and muttered the words, "We're dropping Hit Man from our slate and adding Lars and the Real Girl." It should be a hit, and I don't want any sass about it otherwise you will be fired on the spot and kicked into the trash bin with all the rest of the crap I ate last night. Start your publicity and alert the news. I'll be sleeping in my room. Tell me when we make the first million." With that he walked back into his office and shut the door. He might have laid his head on his desk for all the gaping people at the window staring at him, wondering how he could have done such a silly thing, but he never managed to close his eyes. Oh well, he thought, if this doesn't work out right, it will force me to cut out some people, and I can already think of which naysayers to can.


How does this affect everything? Find out next week on the weekend update!

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