My job...
consists of basically masking my contempt for the assholes in charge
and
at least once a day retiring to the men's room so I can jerk off
while I fantasize about a life that doesn't so closely resemble hell.
You've obviously had no interest in saving yourself
Brad, for fourteen years i've been a whore for the advertising industry,
the only way I could save myself now is if I start firebombing.
Whatever.. the management wants you gone by the end of the day
Well just what sort of severance packages is management prepared to offer me considering the information I have about our editorial
director buying pussy with company money
which I think would interest the IRS since it technically constitutes fraud and I'm sure that some of
our advertisers and rival publications might like to know about it as well
not to mention...
Craig's wife
What do you want?
One year salary with benefits
That's not going to happen
Well, what do you say I throw in a little sexual harassment charge to boot?
Against who?
Against YOU!
Can you prove you didn't offer to save my job if I'd let you blow me?
Man, you're one twisted fuck...
Nope, I'm just an ordinary guy with nothing to lose..