A prophet’s job is never done.
Fortunately, that meant lots of overtime for Bart.
It’s a good job if you can get it. Full benefits, medical, dental, vision, 401(k), and a generous salary. All that’s needed is level 5 clairvoyance – high enough to be useful, but not high enough to be considered gifted. Well, that and-
“Brian, my man!”
-that and the ability to put up with all manner of incessant interruptions.
“My name isn’t ‘Brian’ sir, it’s…”
Tad waved his hand dismissively. “No time to chat Brad. We need the projections on the Rehnquist acquisition. How’s it looking?”
“Well, I just got finished with the internal audit. Johnson’s been embezzling. Again. You might want to look int…”
“To hell with Johnson!” Tad interrupted. “We need that buyout price, and we need it now!”
“I’ll get right on it…shouldn’t take more than a few hours,” Bart replied.
Yes, the overtime was nice, but not nearly as nice as knowing what would happen to Tad in 36 hours. Smiling, Bart got back to work.