put him on my desk.â
âBut itâs so nice and bright here, with the window. I think it wants to stay with me.â
âWell,â said Pulpy.
âBesides, you have to get to the boardroom. Itâs the new bossâs first meeting so you better hurry up. Itâs an
all-staff
meeting, except I have to cover the desk. So now Iâm not included in parties
or
meetings.â
âThereâs a meeting?â He rushed for the stairs, but the receptionist kept talking.
âAm
I
not staff? You would think when thereâs an all-staff meeting,
all
staff would be invited. But I guess thatâs not the way it works anymore.â She looked at him standing there. âWell, what are you waiting for?â
He took the steps two at a time, certain that the fish was watching him go.
âWe need a vision statement,â Dan was saying when Pulpy tiptoed into the boardroom. âAnd we need it now.â
Nobody said anything. There were about thirty staff members sitting in a semi-circle around the big boardroom table, with Dan at the head of it. One of Alâs red retirement balloons, now partially deflated, still adorned one corner of the room.
Pulpy looked for an empty seat.
Dan folded his hands in front of him. âSo we are going to sit here and write a vision statement, and nobody leaves until itâs done.â
There were a few murmurs at this.
âAre there any questions?â Dan noticed Pulpy and nodded at him.
Pulpy nodded back and sat down quickly between Roy from Customer Service and Carmelita from the Parts Department.
Carmelita raised her hand.
âYes?â said Dan. âAnd whatâs your name?â
âCarmelita,â said Carmelita. âFrom the Parts Department.â
âYes, Carmelita?â Dan smiled at her. âStand up so we can get a look at you.â
She turned her head from side to side and then stood, slowly.
Dan continued to smile.
Carmelita crossed her arms over her chest. âWhatâs a vision statement?â
Dan was silent. Then he put his elbows on the table and put his hands together and said, âAh.â
Carmelita sat down.
âIâm glad you asked, actually, because you all need to know the answer.â Dan leaned forward. âA vision statement is the statement of a companyâs vision, put into words. Itâs about how the company sees itself. Thatâs the vision part. The statement part is the words themselves.â He sat back, looking pleased with himself.
Roy elbowed Pulpy. Pulpy didnât know how to respond to that. Then Royâs hand went up.
âYes?â said Dan.
âRoy here.â Roy stood. âFrom Customer Service. Why, exactly, do we need a vision statement?â
âWhy?â said Dan. âI think thatâs obvious.â
âNot really,â said Roy. âAl never thought we needed one.â
Pulpy sunk lower in his chair and there was some laughter around the semi-circle, but Dan wasnât smiling.
âAl ran his show his way, and Iâm running my show my way.â Dan leaned forward a little further, and his broad shoulders cast a shadow over the table in front of him. âSo like I said, we need a vision statement.â
Roy sat down. âWhat do you think of him?â he whispered to Pulpy.
âOh, well,â said Pulpy, sensing Dan looking their way, âI think heâll do a good job.â
Another hand went up. This time it was Vince from Archiving.
Dan frowned. âYes?â
Vince stood up. âHi, Iâm Vince from Archiving. The thing is, Al didnât ââ
âExcuse me,â said Dan, âdo you have a job here?â
âYes?â Vince looked confused. âIâm in Archiving.â
âActually, the answer to that question I just posed would be no.â
âSorry?â Vince half-smiled and half-frowned, like he wasnât getting a joke.
âDonât be