I had been making the rounds of eastern cities trying to drum up new business for my company who does consulting work on streamlining costs in manufacturing companies for six weeks when I arrived in Fredericton. This was to be my last stop before heading home for a few weeks of deserved rest. I was beat and it was beginning to show in my attitude at the last few stops, I was a little ragged in my delivery and the required enthusiasm and energy I needed to present to perspective clients was getting harder to muster with each visit.
I pulled up in front of a small hydraulics manufacturing enterprise and paused in the rental car for a few minutes to switch to sales mode. I went over my pitch in my head while reviewing the profile of the company and the owner I was about to sit down with and made sure I had all my bases covered. "Just one more..." I thought to myself, and made a mental note to treat myself to a scotch in the hotel room after I was finished here.
Ms. LaCroix, the receptionist was a young overly made up brunette who obviously worked her assets which seemed to be her pouty lips and dark eyes, full breasts, narrow waist and almost impossibly round sexy ass. I recognized her name from when I scheduled my appointment with her boss a few weeks earlier and remembered her ditzy little girl voice from our phone call. She was reading a fashion magazine at the front desk with a bored look on her face and barely looked up as I entered. As I walked in I kept my eyes from dropping to her inviting tits on display (you never know when the receptionist may be the owner's family and may relate your leering after you leave) and put on a warm smile.
"Good afternoon! I have a meeting with the Mr. Gallant." I said cheerily.
She looked up from her magazine and said "Today's a corporate retreat day, there's no one here but me, you'll have to reschedule." She then looked back down at her magazine.
Confused I said "That can't be I scheduled an appointment with you weeks ago!" I felt irritation rising in me as she looked up at me unconcerned.
"Well he's not here, so...." and looked back down. I felt a flush of anger at this tarted up little brat. She had either never scheduled the appointment or hadn't called to reschedule when her boss made plans for the whole company for the day. As I felt my anger rising at this bitchy little tartlet I had a devious idea pop into my head.
"Miss, do you know who I am? I am VP of a major hydraulics company in the US and this meeting was supposed to be set up so we could talk about acquiring a majority stake in this company. Part of what I do after a deal goes through is examine the new acquisition and look for efficiency gains and cost cutting measures to make the new company more profitable. Do you think a snooty secretary who can't do her job will have any place after the buyout?!" My voice rose higher and higher and grew angrier with each word and I practically shouted the last sentence at her. Her eyes grew wider and wider and a look of horror fell upon her face as the realized what she thought she had just done.
