Post by Scotty Blazer on Jan 26, 2013 2:08:10 GMT -5
In the offices of Todd Tanner, “Mister Terrific” Scotty Blazer is looking through a filing cabinet. Todd Tanner came in and raises an eyebrow.
Todd: This is a mess.
Blazer: And who’s fault is that?
Todd: Your’s? You’ve spent hours....doing whatever it is you are doing.
Blazer: I am reorganizing this.
Todd walks over and stands over his employer.
Todd: You are putting everything either into “E” or “G.”
Blazer: Correct.
Todd: Why?
Blazer: For good or for evil.
Todd simply stares at him.
Blazer: What? I can totally work this out.
Todd: Okay, sure you can work it out.
Blazer: You seem to have a point you aren’t addressing.
Todd: You can work it out. But what if I need something? Not to put too fine a point on it, but this isn’t your offices.
Blazer rifles through some more paper.
Blazer: Actually, it is. I bought it this morning.
Todd shakes his head.
Todd: How much money do you actually have?
Blazer: More than enough. Sheila was very well off before she died. It’s all mine.
He pauses.
Blazer: I own a taxi company back in Denver.
Todd: What do you know about taxis?
Blazer: They are yellow and people pay to ride them.
Todd: Why did you buy the company then?
Blazer: Family business that was going under. I had to help him out.
He points to the G file.
Blazer: It’s under good.
He points to the E file.
Blazer: Yellow Cab is in the evil file.
Todd: No.
Blazer: What?
Todd: We are not doing it this way.
Blazer: Excuse me?
Todd: You got more money than God...
Blazer: Watch the language.
Todd holds his hands up.
Todd: Apologies. Point is, you have a lot of money. But I don’t see you running your cab company.
Blazer: Of course not, I don’t know anything about it.
Todd: Who does run it?
Blazer: I let the original owner run it for me.
Todd: Exactly. Because he knows how to run a cab company.
Blazer: And you are suggesting that we need the same thing here?
Todd: Yes. You do not know how to run a law firm.
Blazer: So you are going to be in charge of the filing system?
Todd: God no.
Blazer: Language!
Todd: Sorry. What I mean is, if I could run the files well, I wouldn’t have been caught for embezzling.
Blazer nods slowly.
Blazer: So we need a secretary?
Todd: Exactly. Now, I can go ahead and add an opening on Monster and see what we get.
Blazer: That’s no good. I have another plan. I’m going to go and find us a secretary.
Todd: How? Ad in the paper?
Blazer: No, I’m just going to hit the streets.
Todd: You can’t just find one going door to door.
Blazer: Todd, I agree with you. We need a secretary. Now, unless you have more money hidden away than I think you do, I’m going to paying for it. I get final say on who and where I find them.
Todd nods.
Todd: That’s fair.
Blazer: I will have one by the end of the night.
Todd smiles.
Todd: You are not an idiot. You just tricked me.
Blazer: How so?
Todd: Into admitting I need help around here.
Blazer grins and slaps his friend on the back as he stands.
Blazer: You’re not an idiot.
And with that, Blazer exited the room.
Todd: This is a mess.
Blazer: And who’s fault is that?
Todd: Your’s? You’ve spent hours....doing whatever it is you are doing.
Blazer: I am reorganizing this.
Todd walks over and stands over his employer.
Todd: You are putting everything either into “E” or “G.”
Blazer: Correct.
Todd: Why?
Blazer: For good or for evil.
Todd simply stares at him.
Blazer: What? I can totally work this out.
Todd: Okay, sure you can work it out.
Blazer: You seem to have a point you aren’t addressing.
Todd: You can work it out. But what if I need something? Not to put too fine a point on it, but this isn’t your offices.
Blazer rifles through some more paper.
Blazer: Actually, it is. I bought it this morning.
Todd shakes his head.
Todd: How much money do you actually have?
Blazer: More than enough. Sheila was very well off before she died. It’s all mine.
He pauses.
Blazer: I own a taxi company back in Denver.
Todd: What do you know about taxis?
Blazer: They are yellow and people pay to ride them.
Todd: Why did you buy the company then?
Blazer: Family business that was going under. I had to help him out.
He points to the G file.
Blazer: It’s under good.
He points to the E file.
Blazer: Yellow Cab is in the evil file.
Todd: No.
Blazer: What?
Todd: We are not doing it this way.
Blazer: Excuse me?
Todd: You got more money than God...
Blazer: Watch the language.
Todd holds his hands up.
Todd: Apologies. Point is, you have a lot of money. But I don’t see you running your cab company.
Blazer: Of course not, I don’t know anything about it.
Todd: Who does run it?
Blazer: I let the original owner run it for me.
Todd: Exactly. Because he knows how to run a cab company.
Blazer: And you are suggesting that we need the same thing here?
Todd: Yes. You do not know how to run a law firm.
Blazer: So you are going to be in charge of the filing system?
Todd: God no.
Blazer: Language!
Todd: Sorry. What I mean is, if I could run the files well, I wouldn’t have been caught for embezzling.
Blazer nods slowly.
Blazer: So we need a secretary?
Todd: Exactly. Now, I can go ahead and add an opening on Monster and see what we get.
Blazer: That’s no good. I have another plan. I’m going to go and find us a secretary.
Todd: How? Ad in the paper?
Blazer: No, I’m just going to hit the streets.
Todd: You can’t just find one going door to door.
Blazer: Todd, I agree with you. We need a secretary. Now, unless you have more money hidden away than I think you do, I’m going to paying for it. I get final say on who and where I find them.
Todd nods.
Todd: That’s fair.
Blazer: I will have one by the end of the night.
Todd smiles.
Todd: You are not an idiot. You just tricked me.
Blazer: How so?
Todd: Into admitting I need help around here.
Blazer grins and slaps his friend on the back as he stands.
Blazer: You’re not an idiot.
And with that, Blazer exited the room.