PaulFran the Feral Faerie - A Corporate Fable (Part 4)
May 12th 2007 23:02
Expecting Fran to pick this up, Guido had been ready for her challenge. He effusively reassured her that as good corporate citizens, Goblin Corporation would never allow its agents to breach vendor rights.
The only teeth to be gathered 'pre-release' would be those in imminent danger of dislodging naturally during the night of collection.
He further argued that such pre-emptive action was justified on safety grounds, citing a recent exhaustive study of infant mortality through tooth-triggered asphyxiation.
Fran was unconvinced; everything the Goblins did was mercenary. Their cynical resurrection of the poetic term 'faerie' was a case in point.
Guido's slick briefing paper had recommended the rebranding solely to tap the emotions of the corporation's older, wealthier target market and to foster an image of olde worlde integrity and craftsmanship.
Fran knew it was all bullsh*t, but what could she do? Her individual bargaining contract was explicit. Failure to execute a legitimate Board decision meant instant dismissal and forfeit of superannuation benefits.
And with Faerie Corporation the only halfling service provider on the planet, employment prospects were zero. Goblin Consulting had even cornered the freelance market.
It was enough to drive a hot-blooded idealist to distraction. Or even sabotage. In her rage, Fran suddenly conceived a radical plan. If she could preempt ATH with a publicised demonstration of its intrinsic horror, the public backlash could outweigh shareholder greed.
It was a slender chance, but worth pursuing. All she needed was an attractive, high profile toddler with one or more teeth that were not quite ready to drop.
Turning down yet another salacious Friday night invitation from her boss, Fran went home to ponder.
End.
Given the wonderful feedback I've received from some of you, I'm seriously thinking about turning this piece into a novella. If you have any plot, scene or character ideas, please post them and they will be gratefully received. Thank you for reading!
The only teeth to be gathered 'pre-release' would be those in imminent danger of dislodging naturally during the night of collection.
He further argued that such pre-emptive action was justified on safety grounds, citing a recent exhaustive study of infant mortality through tooth-triggered asphyxiation.
Fran was unconvinced; everything the Goblins did was mercenary. Their cynical resurrection of the poetic term 'faerie' was a case in point.
Guido's slick briefing paper had recommended the rebranding solely to tap the emotions of the corporation's older, wealthier target market and to foster an image of olde worlde integrity and craftsmanship.
Fran knew it was all bullsh*t, but what could she do? Her individual bargaining contract was explicit. Failure to execute a legitimate Board decision meant instant dismissal and forfeit of superannuation benefits.
And with Faerie Corporation the only halfling service provider on the planet, employment prospects were zero. Goblin Consulting had even cornered the freelance market.
It was enough to drive a hot-blooded idealist to distraction. Or even sabotage. In her rage, Fran suddenly conceived a radical plan. If she could preempt ATH with a publicised demonstration of its intrinsic horror, the public backlash could outweigh shareholder greed.
It was a slender chance, but worth pursuing. All she needed was an attractive, high profile toddler with one or more teeth that were not quite ready to drop.
Turning down yet another salacious Friday night invitation from her boss, Fran went home to ponder.
End.
Given the wonderful feedback I've received from some of you, I'm seriously thinking about turning this piece into a novella. If you have any plot, scene or character ideas, please post them and they will be gratefully received. Thank you for reading!
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