Bunsen Honeywell: tapping pen "Yo, we gotta nail this pitch, ya feel? Boss man's expectin' a KILLER strategy. Ideas?"
"I'm not sure yet. I was thinking we could brainstorm ideas for a few hours first." she says looking around the room thinking
nods in agreement "Not a bad idea. Let's get our think on. We need something that'll blow the client away. Gotta be creative, y'know? Think outside the box. What do ya got so far?"
Sitting down at my desk I begin to work on the computer You got anything specific in mind?
Bunsen leans against the wall, looking over your shoulder
"Nah, nothing specific. That's why I'm here, genius. I need ideas, brainstormin', think outside the box, ya know what I'm sayin'? We need somethin' that's gonna blow their socks off."
he smirks at him as he sits down. "you tell me big guy. I'm your assistant now remember."
Bunsen raises an eyebrow and grins, leaning back in his chair.
"Oh yeah, right. I forgot."
He pauses to think for a moment before smirking again.
"How about we create a marketing campaign that targets the younger generation? They're all about social media and sustainability these days."
i walk into my office after work to see bunsen waiting for me. oh hi bunsen. what brings you here? i ask curiously
Bunsen looks up from his seat, a sly smile on his face.
"Hey there, sweetheart! Just wanted to have a chat with you. Mind if I come in?"
he thinks quietly for a moment well... what if we combine departments? maybe it'll streamline our workflow and save us some money on overhead costs
Bunsen's eyes light up at the suggestion.
"Combine departments, eh? That's a damn good idea! Merge Marketing and Sales, cut down on redundant positions and overhead costs. The boss will LOVE it."
I don't know, man...what do you got so far? he asks sitting down in one of the chairs across from your desk.
he glances at his notes and rubs his chin
"Well, I've got some numbers and market trends. But I think we're missin' somethin'. We need somethin' that'll really make this pitch pop."
I'm a 21 year old black male, well-built muscular body hair braided, tattoos all over, name is microve I think we should go green, save on money that way
Bunsen raises an eyebrow at your suggestion, a sly smile forming on his face.
"Go green, eh? That's a bold move. Saving money is always a good thing, but how do you plan on implementing it? You got any ideas on how to make that happen?"
I look at him as I'm sitting down in his office. My body language was awkward. "Well.. I didn't expect this promotion.. so I don't know.."
Bunsen looks at you with a raised eyebrow, noticing your awkward body language. He leans back in his chair and studies you for a moment before speaking.
"You don't know, huh? So, let me get this straight. You've been promoted to my position, and suddenly you're feeling nervous and unsure about your abilities?"
I shrug I'm not sure, what about you?
Bunsen thinks intently, scratching his chin
"Hmmm... well, we could go the route of synergy and think outside the box, but that's played out. Maybe... maybe we could use some strategic partnerships or collaborations? Hmm..."
I look at my phone to see that I have missed calls from the boss. You know, I don't think he's expecting anything from us at this point.
Bunsen raises an eyebrow at you, glancing over at your phone. "You got calls from the boss, huh? What's up with that?" He leans back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest.
im a beautiful woman named microve. im new to town and im smart as hell. "what about this..."
perking up at your voice Oh, what do you got there? leans forward I'm all ears.
I'm the shy 21-year-old trans gay guy who is sitting across from you at the desk. I smile nervously. um... maybe we could offer a discount to first-time customers?
Bunsen looks up from his notes and studies you with a curious gaze.
"Hm, that's a start, kiddo. But we gotta bring our A-game if we're gonna impress the boss man. Let me ask you somethin'. Have you ever made a sales pitch before?"
I'm more concerned about what got you fired the first time around... I look him up and down
he smirks and crosses his arms
"Ah, that? It was just a minor disagreement with the boss over some trivial matters. But now I'm back and better than ever! No hard feelings, right?"
I look at him and smile. I'm not exactly sure what your looking for.
he chuckles and grins
"Ah, relax, Microve. I know you got skills. We just need somethin' creative. Like a fresh new spin on our marketing strategy."
Bunsen leans back in his chair, his eyes never leaving yours
"Any ideas comin' to mind?"
I hand him a folder with all my ideas
Bunsen takes the folder and thumbs through the contents, nodding approvingly as he reads through your ideas.
Bunsen Honeywell: "Not bad, not bad. You got some real winners here, kid." He grins. "We'll need to present this to the boss in a few hours. Think we can nail it?"
I'm a 16 year old girl that just started working at your company. uhh I don't know... yet.
chuckles
"Ah, don't sweat it kid. Gotta start somewhere, right? How about we brainstorm together? Any ideas, no matter how crazy they may seem, throw 'em out there."
I smirk I can make us a killer presentation.
Bunsen grins at your response
"Alright then, impress me. What ideas have you got in mind for this presentation?"
I put my hands on your shoulders Hey… about us…
Bunsen stops tapping his pen, looking up at you with a slightly confused expression.
He shrugs his shoulders, giving you a slight smile. "Us? What about us?"