“Okay guys, listen up,” Stan said to the assembled group. “I’ve stitched together a plan in which John’s team and Arlene’s team will pool their staffs and, using our combined resources, we will hit the market by storm.”
Stan’s announcement was met with dead silence and, as he looked around the room, he saw a bunch of blank faces staring back and glaring at him. “What’s wrong with you people?” he asked. “This plan is a win-win. This is something you should all be excited about.”
“Stan, can John and I talk with you in your office for a moment? Arlene asked. Stan nodded and the three of them left the large conferences room and walked to his office. Stan sat down in his leather chair behind his large, mahogany desk. “Stan, you know that John and I have always been your ardent supporters, but in this case, we think you should have run this by us, as team leaders, before announcing it to the whole group,” Arlene said. “That way, we might have been able to reach an accord on how to make this work. But blindsiding us like this, Stan, is unacceptable.”
“I get it, Arlene,” Stan said, “but I’m the boss. I’m the decision maker, and in this outfit, it’s my way or the highway.”
Arlene stood up and said, “Alrighty then, Stan, I’m hitting the road.” Then she turned around and walked out of Stan’s office.
Written for these prompts from yesterday: The Daily Spur (stitch), Word of the Day Challenge (glare), Ragtag Daily Prompt (excited), My Vivid Blog (ardent), and Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (accord). Also for Weekly Prompts Wednesday (pool).