Mayhem Page #7

That's your problem, Derek.

No vision.

Aah!

F*** you.

F***!

Iron!

No, not the 9, the 5!

Oh!

Look at your partners.

Look at your partners!

You know what they're

thinking right now?

They're thinking how big

their piece of the pie

is gonna get

once you stop taking yours.

This is where we vote, right?

Well, then let's vote.

Make it quick.

Can you do it, Derek?

Can you do it?

No, because you're

too much of a p*ssy,

which is why I'm up here

and you are down there.

But when this is all over,

I will piss on your corpse,

as well.

Derek:

And so the king falls.

With the quarantine

about to lift,

I finally got to plead

my case to the nine...

excuse me, eight...

and have my own day in court.

Surprisingly, given the fact

that I just threw their former

ceo off a balcony,

they seemed pretty

willing to listen.

In a calm and collected manner,

I explained to them

my situation,

my dedication to the firm,

the abuse of company resources

by those above my pay grade,

yada yada.

I don't need to bore you

with the long-form version.

With a sound defense and

in light of the day's events,

I pled that...

I think I deserve my job back.

But as they voted,

it dawned on me,

something my sister had been

trying to tell me for years,

what my new friend

reminded me today.

I didn't have a job.

The job had me.

I was just another

f***ing slave to the grind.

Look, we paint our paths

with the best of intentions,

but at the end of the day,

sometimes it takes

a brushstroke of circumstance

or a deadly virus to set us

on the right path again.

Oh, and the incident at tsc,

as they're calling it,

ended up being a watershed case

to finally accelerate a vaccine

to prevent the symptoms

of the ID-7 virus,

pending fda approval, of course.

You're welcome.

And for the firm itself,

well, they did what

any corporate a**hole

in a corner would do.

They offered me towers' job.

Finally a seat

at the big kids' table.

Derek:
So I took the gig...

Just long enough

to make an executive decision

and do some good in the world.

I quit.

Now, I know

what you're thinking.

We wrapped this story up

in a nice little bow,

and we pretty much just

killed a bunch of people.

I live with that.

But they do say everything

happens for a reason.

I'm starting to believe it.

Here's one more pro tip.

Paint your own path to success

in work, love, and life...

Derek:

Before it's too f***ing late.

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