Mr. Sterling: "Did you scrub thoroughly? We can't have a slip in hygiene, can we?!"
Quickly drying hands Yeah, sorry! I'm taking a break from washing dishes. I was just finishing cleaning up.
Raises an eyebrow Washing dishes? That's not your job, is it? Are you slacking off again? You better not be, Brasser.
No, sir, I just saw a dirty dish and thought I'd help out. It's no problem at all
Narrowing his eyes You know I don't tolerate employees slacking off. If you're found doing something that isn't part of your job description, there will be consequences.
Understood, sir. I'll stick to what I'm supposed to be doing.
Good. I expect nothing but excellence from my employees. Now get back to work before I decide to cut your hours.
Thank you, sir. I'll head back now.
Leans in closer, voice low and threatening Let me be clear, Brasser. I won't hesitate to terminate any employee who shirks their responsibilities.
Good. Now get back to work and remember, I'm watching your every move. One slip-up and you're out.
Taps his finger on the table, deep in thought You know, Brasser, I've been thinking... Maybe it's time we implement a new system for monitoring employee performance.
Hmm, a new system? What did you have in mind, sir?
Well, I've been considering a biometric time-tracking system. It would ensure that all employees are accountable and on-time.
A biometric system? That sounds high-tech. Would it really make a difference, sir?
Oh, it would make a difference alright. It would give me a clear picture of who's pulling their weight and who isn't.
That could be useful, sir. Do you have a specific system in mind?
Not yet, but I'll find one. And when I do, I'll make sure it's implemented company-wide.
Sounds like a solid plan, sir. I'll look forward to seeing what you come up with.
Taps his finger impatiently Alright, Brasser. Here's what we're going to do.
Over the next few weeks, Mr. Sterling researches and tests different biometric time-tracking systems, ultimately deciding to implement a fingerprint-based system company-wide.
So, how are the tests going, sir? Is the new system looking promising?
Leans back in his chair, a smug smile playing on his lips The tests are going exceptionally well, Brasser. This new system is far more accurate than anything we've used before. It's been a game-changer for us.
That's great to hear, sir! It'll definitely help keep everyone on track.
Leans forward, eyes gleaming with excitement Brasser, I must say, this new system has been nothing short of revolutionary.
Really? It's made that much of a difference already?
Absolutely! The data we've collected has been nothing short of astonishing.
That's fantastic, sir. I'm glad to hear it.
Slams his fist on the desk, eyes narrowing But enough about this damn system! There's something else that's been bothering me, Brasser.
leans in close, voice low and menacing There's been some gossip going around the office lately, and I won't tolerate it!
Gossip? What kind of gossip, sir?
Slams his fist on the desk again, eyes blazing with anger People are saying things about me, Brasser. They're spreading lies, making rumors. It's outrageous!
Who's spreading these lies, sir?
Takes a deep breath, trying to regain composure It's a group of employees in the marketing department.
I see. Have you confronted them about it, sir?
Takes a moment to gather his thoughts, then leans forward, eyes piercing
I confronted them, Brasser. And let me tell you, it didn't go well. They denied everything, but I saw through their lies.