are. They are called management consultants. Sounds a little more sophisticated than business doctor ,” Angie forced a smile, hoping it would diffuse the tension a little.
“And where can I get myself one of them consultants?” Woody was curious.
“There are plenty of them. Most of the big guys in the business will not even look in your direction when they get a whiff of who’s trying to seek their help. Their reputations are at stake. The smaller ones may not be worth approaching, as they may end up screwing your business worse than your own men. They’ll just speed up your downfall.”
Over the years, Woody had figured out that his wife was bright, though he wasn’t always sure where she was coming from. He looked at her with new eyes.
“Well? What do you suggest I do then?”
“Well, I can draw up a list for you of the usual suspects and you can decide for yourself?”
“Hmm, I am not convinced that this’ll help, but only to make you happy, sugar. It can’t possibly get worse than this.”
Angie had been thinking of this for a few months and already knew what to do. Once Woody was asleep, she used the power that she had only recently discovered when during one of the many parties she attended, a nerd looking nouveau billionaire was attributing his riches to the knowledge he had gained from the internet. After that, she had spent her lonesome hours searching for everything she had ever loved. Coming up with the list of business consultants was the easy part – she took two names from the first page of the internet search results, two from the fifth and two from the tenth page on the list and made a mental note of her pitch to Woody the next day.
The following morning, she got up early, changed to her pink sheer satin thigh length inners, and made breakfast for Woody. Woody got up to the breath of freshly brewed coffee
“Well, well, well. Looks like I am rediscovering why I fell in love with you, darling”, he said with a gaping mouth as he rediscovered the lust for Angie, seeing her at her seductive best.
“Oh come now Woody, don’t you have the meeting this morning to take care of? Here, I made a list of six business doctors you can talk to.”
“Arrghhh…how on this blasted earth am I gonna decide who’s good? Couldn’t you have simply given me the best guys for our job?”
“Patience, baby – here, let me help you out. The first two you see are the big fish. I don’t think we need to spend so much money. In any case, these guys are steeped in stupid concepts of ethics and morality.”
“Yes, makes sense. Didn’t you say this last night too?”
“Did I? Anyway, let’s move down the list. The next two could be worth a check, but these guys are really wannabes. They are neither the top guys nor the guys hungry for business; if I were you, I wouldn’t even risk calling them!”
“Alright, let’s get this over with – with this rate, I wonder if you are going to make a fool of me at the end of all this!”
“Now we come to the real guys. They will probably give you the same expertise but at a fraction of the cost of the big guys. Plus most of them will be willing to at least talk to you. Of the two on the list, I have heard about the last name in the papers. You may want to start with them”
“Huh, you could have saved me the time and just given their name in the first place. But it’s alright. At least we know who else is out there”
Woody got up from the table and left to meet his loyal posse.
Angie smiled. The inception was complete.
* * *
Woody walked into the Dungeon at 11:00 A.M.
“You’ve had your time to think. Any ideas, anybody?” Woody scanned the group quickly. He wasn’t expecting brilliant bursts of creativity from the group.
“Mr. Woody, Sir, I thought a lot last night and have a few more ideas to share,” started Ray, who had initiated the kill-em-all pitch the previous day.
Unwilling to hear another boatload of stupid ideas, Woody cut
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