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The Ethics Czar
Bloody hell, they’d taken a company to court over a bribe that was made in a foreign country ten years ago. That wasn’t good. Time to wind up the company and place the assets in a new one to avoid the past catching up.
He looked round the office, they’d needed new letterhead but apart from that everything looked fine. Now how on earth was he supposed to make sure the company kept to the invisible line? He mulled what was the name of the girl who had taken him to task for parking illegally. Miss Goody Two Shoes, now what was her name. Never mind he’d recognise her legs when he saw her next.
There she was, he’d recognise those lovely calves anywhere. Now in his young day they’d have proper seams running up them. “If you’d like to follow me to my office please.” There he’d done the polite thing and said please as they mentioned on the management course. He’d only done it to get the company certified so they could bid on some bloody government contract. Heather followed him and wondered what she’d done now. Tact never had been her strong point. “Sit and sign!” He commanded. She quickly read it through then signed the application for a new management position. “Now this one.” She signed once more the letter of offer. “It says you can’t fire me with less than a year’s notice?” “It’s to allow a cooling off period when I get annoyed at you.” “Why should you get annoyed at me?” “Apparently we can get prosecuted if we pay bribes. Your job is to make sure we don’t.” “Pay bribes or get prosecuted?” “Get found out which probably means I’ll have to stop bribing people. So it’s your job to warn me before I do it.” “You are going to get annoyed at me aren’t you?” He beamed. “I don’t think I want the job.” “You’re stuck with it for a year.” She crossed her legs and leaned back watching him get distracted. “Why me?” “Because you pulled me up on parking illegally once so I know you’re honest and secondly you aren’t afraid of speaking up.” “I knew I should never had said something.” She muttered. Still the pay raise was nice.
“Have a look through the bid on the table and see if it’s clean.” She picked it up and walked back to her cubical.
She carefully listed the items that looked suspect and compared the cost to a similar project in a different nearby country then returned to him. “If we don’t pay the consultancy fees to the presidents son-in-law we’ll never get the contract.” He complained. She pointed out the difference in contract costs between the two countries. He moaned but then agreed the changes which halved the cost and submitted the bid. She made a few phone calls and leaked the bid amount to the press without naming the company and pointed them to a similar contract in the next country.
They won the contract after public pressure pushed the idea of the lowest bid.
Riley and Addison were sprawled out doing their nails. “So we’ve been accepted for business studies but what are we going to do when we get there?” “You mean partying and such?” “I don’t want some guy who has had sex with twenty others. You never know if they’ll be clean.” “True but forming a relationship with some guy at our age I mean to say I change my mind to often.” “Mr. Hitachi then?” “Yes but he isn’t much good at holding you or kissing you is he?” Riley just put her tongue out. Addison just had the habit of being very cautious. Mind you it did mean they had avoided some problems from time to time.
Mrs. Melrose looked over her small clique of students. They’d done very well and were all quite capable of going on to University. Art and Heather she was particularly please with their performance but unfortunately when suggesting to their parents they should go on she’d met with opposition. Art’s were going through a divorce and Heather’s were out of work so neither had money to spare and both had been brought up with the idea of borrowing money was wrong. Still the others she could be proud of and she’d heard next year’s class was promising.
Now then you two are you going to the prom?” “I haven’t a partner Mrs. Melrose.” “And no one has asked me and even if they had I haven’t a long dress.” “We’re of a size.” Mentioned Suzanne, “Come over and we can go through my wardrobe.” Mrs. Melrose gave Art a significant look then glanced towards Heather. Heather grinned “Art I think you’re about to invite me to the prom.” “I am?” He had a slightly puzzled look on his face that wasn’t unusual as he thought over something at the back of his mind. “You are.” Commanded Suzanne. “I must have forgotten to say the words then. Would you like to come to the prom with me?” Heather smiled “Yes please.” “Well done Art.”
Immigrant Muslim girl no one asks to dance except Art. Then others follow.
Heather had sent off a hundred C.V.s hoping to get a job. “Audrey how on earth am I to get a job if they all want experience and I haven’t got any?” “Fear not your elder sister will provide a job.” “But I want to be hired for me not because I’m your sister.” “We’ll get you a job, you can get a bit of experience then go looking for another one based on your experience.” “Sounds fishy to me.” “Relax my boss is a pushover.” “I thought you said your job was to do with ethics?” “So I have to practise being unethical so I know what to look for.” Heather was puzzled by the logic but there again she didn’t have any more money for stamps even if hand written C.V.s were supposed to attract more attention.
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