Update from the 2012 WWBN Election Newsroom...
Polls closed just minutes ago but with the expertise of the finest countermonkey's have projected a landslide win for former WWBN Mad Mad World Host Dunena Reid.
Exit poll results give a strong 80% majority result for the newcomer with some even choosing to vote for exotic animals then give a vote to Frump in what has to be his worst result ever.
You heard it here first, Dunena Reid is the new American Minister for Magic!
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The Apprentice has it Easy Compared to This
Fri Oct 21, 2011 6:09 am
The night before had started out simply enough. Send her most trusted employee out to just observe whatever it was Dunena had planned and bring back the information to her. Easy peasy as some might say, though one would never catch those words coming from the mouth of Victoria McQueen. Especially after the events of said rally, half of which were the result of her most trusted employee getting involved instead of just observing.
So too was the phone call she was currently on. "Yes. Yes, I know...."
"Yes, I told him just observe."
"No, I don't know what happened. If I did, it wouldn't have happened."
Her voice was just a touch less assured than normal before going silent as she simply listened to the person on the other end of the call, wincing once or twice as apparently the head of SmokingLlama.com was being chewed out by someone else.
"Yes. Yes, I'm dealing with it shortly, he's waiting outside. Yes, I will be ensuring it never happens again." Disconnecting the call, she set her phone down and buzzed her administrative assistant to send in Martin Harper.
Marty walked in silently, still wearing the clothes from the night before, not having been home yet. He had no sooner been released from the jail when the call came for him to go straight to the office. He didn't. He walked around the city in the early morning for an hour, trying to figure out what had happened the night before. Eventually, he caught the subway to the offices of Smoking Llama.Com and waited in the outer office until he was told that Ms. McQueen would see him now.
Entering the room, Marty said nothing but walked over and sat in the chair across from her desk and waited. For a few moments, Victoria McQueen and Martin Harper stared silently at each other and then, in very cold and clipped tones, she began asking questions.
"I sent you to observe."
Silence.
"Instead of observing, you end up starting a riot, or at least contributing to it. What happened?
Silence.
"This was over some female. Who was she?"
Silence.
"ANSWER ME!"
Silence.
"Then you leave me no choice. You're fired."
With the last word, Victoria McQueen turned her chair so that she was no longer facing Marty but the wall behind her. Marty continued to remain silent, stood, left her office and went to his, quickly packing what was his into a box and walking out the door for the last time. Hailing a cab, he headed home, stopping at the shop on the corner for some 'nourishment' for the rest of the day.
So too was the phone call she was currently on. "Yes. Yes, I know...."
"Yes, I told him just observe."
"No, I don't know what happened. If I did, it wouldn't have happened."
Her voice was just a touch less assured than normal before going silent as she simply listened to the person on the other end of the call, wincing once or twice as apparently the head of SmokingLlama.com was being chewed out by someone else.
"Yes. Yes, I'm dealing with it shortly, he's waiting outside. Yes, I will be ensuring it never happens again." Disconnecting the call, she set her phone down and buzzed her administrative assistant to send in Martin Harper.
Marty walked in silently, still wearing the clothes from the night before, not having been home yet. He had no sooner been released from the jail when the call came for him to go straight to the office. He didn't. He walked around the city in the early morning for an hour, trying to figure out what had happened the night before. Eventually, he caught the subway to the offices of Smoking Llama.Com and waited in the outer office until he was told that Ms. McQueen would see him now.
Entering the room, Marty said nothing but walked over and sat in the chair across from her desk and waited. For a few moments, Victoria McQueen and Martin Harper stared silently at each other and then, in very cold and clipped tones, she began asking questions.
"I sent you to observe."
Silence.
"Instead of observing, you end up starting a riot, or at least contributing to it. What happened?
Silence.
"This was over some female. Who was she?"
Silence.
"ANSWER ME!"
Silence.
"Then you leave me no choice. You're fired."
With the last word, Victoria McQueen turned her chair so that she was no longer facing Marty but the wall behind her. Marty continued to remain silent, stood, left her office and went to his, quickly packing what was his into a box and walking out the door for the last time. Hailing a cab, he headed home, stopping at the shop on the corner for some 'nourishment' for the rest of the day.
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