Post by To Be Announced on Aug 17, 2012 12:34:25 GMT -5
For your information, I do care. I care a lot. I just got this job, like hell I'm going to sit this one out! You want to go last Brandon? Fine!
Chicken: I'll go next mister General Manager sir!
Look at me. I look just as pathetic as his assistant, standing amongst these giants. But no, I must not back down. I need to take this opportunity.
Sir Nigel Cunningham: Ah, the little Chicken. Of course, do go ahead.
Time to stand up. Of course, even standing up, a look like a little child compared to this genetic freak next to me. He gives me a glare that sends a shiver down my spine as he sits back down. For a moment, I feel nervous, but no, I have to be brave. I can't let everyone down, especially not the boss, and especially not that giant!
Chicken: Umm...now I think I speak for everyone here when I say that I agree with everything that Brandon says. This is a huge opportunity for us to make something of ourselves, and we have to grasp it before it slips away. I care a lot about my future here, and I'm not just going to hide in the corner and wait for my pink slip. If Brandon wants to go last, then goddammit, I want to go first!
Everyone is chuckling. What gives?
Sir Nigel Cunningham: Well I'll give in, you sure have some spunk. But are you sure you want to go first?
Damn right I'm sure! You think Jason Xavier intimidates me? Well, he does a little...he has some powerful allies...
Sir Nigel Cunningham: Perhaps we should let someone a little bigger up first. Perhaps Rafa...
Chicken: NO!!
No sir, I'm going first. I've never been first at anything. Others have always taken credit for everything I do, and I'm sick of it! Fine, if Brandon wants to go last, I'm going first, I want to take on Jason before everyone else! Sorry big guy, but consider yourself lucky if you even get to touch the guy! Oh boy, everyone's staring. I'd better say something.
Chicken: No sir, I want to go first...if that's okay with you...
Sir Nigel Cunningham: Fair enough. Okay then, you can go first. Anyone else want to speak up?
Chicken: I'll go next mister General Manager sir!
Look at me. I look just as pathetic as his assistant, standing amongst these giants. But no, I must not back down. I need to take this opportunity.
Sir Nigel Cunningham: Ah, the little Chicken. Of course, do go ahead.
Time to stand up. Of course, even standing up, a look like a little child compared to this genetic freak next to me. He gives me a glare that sends a shiver down my spine as he sits back down. For a moment, I feel nervous, but no, I have to be brave. I can't let everyone down, especially not the boss, and especially not that giant!
Chicken: Umm...now I think I speak for everyone here when I say that I agree with everything that Brandon says. This is a huge opportunity for us to make something of ourselves, and we have to grasp it before it slips away. I care a lot about my future here, and I'm not just going to hide in the corner and wait for my pink slip. If Brandon wants to go last, then goddammit, I want to go first!
Everyone is chuckling. What gives?
Sir Nigel Cunningham: Well I'll give in, you sure have some spunk. But are you sure you want to go first?
Damn right I'm sure! You think Jason Xavier intimidates me? Well, he does a little...he has some powerful allies...
Sir Nigel Cunningham: Perhaps we should let someone a little bigger up first. Perhaps Rafa...
Chicken: NO!!
No sir, I'm going first. I've never been first at anything. Others have always taken credit for everything I do, and I'm sick of it! Fine, if Brandon wants to go last, I'm going first, I want to take on Jason before everyone else! Sorry big guy, but consider yourself lucky if you even get to touch the guy! Oh boy, everyone's staring. I'd better say something.
Chicken: No sir, I want to go first...if that's okay with you...
Sir Nigel Cunningham: Fair enough. Okay then, you can go first. Anyone else want to speak up?