The Hypothetical CEO
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The Hypothetical CEO

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— Harry, please close the door. I scheduled the meeting for 5:00. Whoever is late… will get the idea. I’ve said it many times before: if anyone was late, it should be mentioned in advance.

— Of course, Mr. Moore. Shall I lock it?

—That won’t be necessary. Just stand there and lean against the door.

— Yes, sir. But what if someone tries to open it?

— Push harder with your butt. Okay, let’s get down to business.

— And what if it were your wife? Should I let her in?

— If that was the case, stop pushing. My wife won an Olympic gold medal in weightlifting back in 1989. So if I was you, I wouldn’t piss her off. But don’t worry — she told me that if she was coming, she’d hit me up/text me first. All right, let’s pick up where we left off. As the new CEO of this company, I’d like to welcome everyone. The truth is, I didn’t know if I was going to be promoted until yesterday. At first, I wondered if Mr. Wilson was considering my application, but look at me. In the end, here I am! I though that if he was reluctant, I'd have to insist. And I'm really persistent! If I wasn't, I wouldn't be here right now, haha. What do you think, guys?

— Mr. Moore, should we have known you were the new CEO, we would have arranged a suitable welcome.

— Don’t worry, Harry. Now, let’s talk about our Q3 targets.

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