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Coconut Bee
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Your ASSISTANT, its long legs quivering under your mighty girth, produces a long SCHEDULE TICKET out of its mouth. You once had a talking assistant, one of the newer models, but it annoyed you more than anything and couldn't even raise you up to your desk properly. Very disappointing. You stormed back into the seller's store and demanded a full refund, a free pedicure at the local NAIL FURNISHING, and a written four-page apology for selling anything other than the finest quality products. You expect only perfection out of yourself, and you hold ALL OTHER LIVING BEINGS to that standard.
You squint with your many eyes and read the schedule.
"GREETINGS, SUSAN! YOU'RE LOOKING ESPECIALLY [[SHINY]]. TODAY YOU HAVE [[FIVE]] BUSINESS ACTIVITIES.
ONE: Oversee extrusion of the CURRENCY LIQUID.
TWO: Reprimand PETUNIA B. SARSAPARILLA for a negative value in SUIT FARMING.
THREE: Admire the mounted head of the last EXECUTIVE.
FOUR: Bribe GRISLY T. ARES, the DISGUSTING LITTLE MAN, into not revealing to the city the many crimes you committed to claw your way to the top.
FIVE: Attend birthday party of the SUPER EXECUTIVE.
Thank you, and have a GOOD [[FIELD:TIMEOFDAY]]!"
Ah yes. Plenty of good occupational pursuits today! You could do any of them in whatever order you wanted, because you are the EXECUTIVE and, frankly, you've earned it.
But for now, you need to call your beautiful, strong girlfriend SUSAN and make sure she's up for dinner tonight. To do that, you need to summon your executive telephone line out of the HOLE. The HOLE will take you out of your office, and summon objects out of its storage sac. No matter how many times you use it, the hairy feelers still squick you out. Just a bit.
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