The Company Man, part 7

After what seemed an eternity, the stack dwindled and finally disappeared. A much more disheveled stack sat next to Henry, and his wrist hurt from signing his name so much and so quickly. Lenny frowned at the stack, but scooped it all up and walked out of the room. As he did so, he nodded to another man that had been waiting for them to finish. He walked in and did not introduce himself.

For the next hour, the stern looking man informed Henry about the sensitive nature of the project. About the risks of corporate espionage and the need to remain ever vigilant. The company was going ‘all in’ on this project, and a single slip up could spell ruin for everyone. That was why it was so vital for him to not tell anyone about what he was doing. Henry wasn’t worried about that, he still had no idea.

The lecture lasted a full thirty minutes, though really it was a ten minute lecture told three times in three different ways. But Henry maintained an attentive vigil, and listened to the lessons over, and over again.

Finally, the man finished and walked out of the room. Jonathan entered and informed Henry that it was lunch time. “C’mon,” he invited. “I’ll buy you lunch.” No one had ever bought Henry lunch before, so he gleefully accepted. They walked out to the parking lot and got into Jonathan’s car. It was a sporty two seater convertible. Jonathan had no problem squealing the tires as they pulled out of the parking lot and onto the main strip. They went to an upscale Mexican restaurant Henry had seen, but never been to. It always seemed too expensive and not worth the trouble. “Of course,” Jonathan, “With all the money you’re gonna be making as of today, you’re gonna be the one buying lunch going forward.”

Henry laughed. “If the money’s so good,” he asked. “Why aren’t you doing it?”

“I wish,” Jonathan answered. “I’ve got a girlfriend though. They won’t let me.” He rolled his eyes as he said ‘they’. Then he looked at Henry. “Besides, I’m not you. You’re the man they want. Before I forget, remind me to ask Mona to make sure we have your badge recoded so that you can get into the labs and not just accounting.” Henry nodded.

Lunch was delicious. It was the best Henry could remember having. An hour later they found themselves back on the road to the company. Jonathan took the exit ramps faster than he could have, just for fun. “I hope you don’t mind too much,” he stated to Henry.

“Not at all!” Henry laughed. “The weathergirl did say it would be a great day to have fun outside.”

Back at the office, they discovered that Mona had already taken care of the badge issue. Jonathan turned to Henry. “Alright Henry,” he said. “Head on back to your other job for today. We’ll start things up fresh tomorrow morning. You’ll meet a couple of technicians over by lab 7.” Jonathan pointed to a particular hallway. “They’ll take care of you once you get here. See you tomorrow Henry. That’s when we start changing the world!”

Henry walked back to his cubicle in an almost daze. As he sat down, Jonah walked over. “Hey Henry,” he smiled. “People were getting worried when you didn’t come back. Everything alright?”

Henry smiled. “Better than alright,” he answered. “But that’s about all I can say on the matter.

Jonah smiled. “I see, so there’s a bit of a mystery then?” He paused to see if Henry would rise to the bait, but Henry held his ground. “Alright then, I guess I’ll have to do some sleuthing of my own.”

That night, Henry saw in his mail an offer to come back and try an online dating service again. He dropped it smugly in the trash, and sat down on his couch to watch the evening news and eat the lunch he’d brought into work.

The Company Man, part 6

“One of the problems with natural selection,” Jonathan explained. “Is that it takes too long. You require multiple generations to weed out undesirable traits. Couple that with the fact that we now prop up people with those undesirable traits, allow them to procreate, and suddenly evolution doesn’t work anymore. Do you follow me?”

Henry nodded, though he didn’t really.

Jonathan continued. “Besides, what do we need evolution for when we’re smart enough to figure out for ourselves which parts are the good parts, and which ones are the parts we need to get rid of?” Jonathan stood and moved over to a small dry erase board. “Figuring out that part is pretty easy. But to make those traits predominate within a particular generation, we need to become a little unorthodox.” On the board he drew a stick figure, two lines below it, two more stick figures, two more lines below each of them, and four more stick figures. “Average family has two kids, so you need two generations for a positive trait to go from one to four, and that’s assuming the positive trait gets passed to each kid. Nowadays, it’s anyone’s guess, and the kids will go one to have kids of their own whether they get the good genes or not. No, what we need is more of a shotgun approach to ensure wide dissemination of those genes to the general population.” He went back tot he first stick figure, drew a right arrow, and drew a dozen stick figures next to the first. Jonathan turned and started hard at Henry. “Do you follow me?” he asked.

Henry nodded, even though he didn’t.

Jonathan smiled. “I knew you were the right man for this job!” he proclaimed. He opened the door and stuck his head out. “Mona!” he yelled. “Get Lenny over here with the papers. We’ve got our man!” The frazzled woman nodded and headed deeper into the office of cubicles. Jonathan shut the door again and sat down. “Now you’ll still be able to do your regular job,” he explained, but only half time. The other half of the day you’ll have to spend with us while we run tests and diagnostics. I’ve already conversed with your boss.. Arnold? I think? Whatever- over email and he’s okay with it. We’ll get a temp in to help you out with your normal work so there’s no risk of falling behind.”

Henry smiled. He started to say something, but Jonathan interrupted him to continue. “Now I know what you’re thinking. Such an important job should have something more than prestige attached to it, am I right?” Henry nodded, though he’d not been thinking about that at all. “I’ve managed to pull a few strings, and you’re base salary will get bumped up $10K annually, effective immediately.” Henry froze. He’d never gotten a raise that big before. He’d never even imagined such raises were possible. Jonathan watched his expression for a moment. “You’re awful quiet, Henry. Are you saying $10K doesn’t sound like enough? I happen to think that’s a pretty good sum myself. I get Ph.D’s in here bargaining for a raise one-tenth that amount.”

“That amount is perfectly fine,” Henry stammered, still trying to recover from the shock of such a huge pay raise.

“Glad to hear it!” Jonathan exclaimed. The door opened and a man with a thick stack of papers came in. “Ahh Lenny! I see you’ve got everything our new prized employee needs. This is my queue to leave. Paperwork puts me to sleep. Henry, I leave you in Lenny’s capable hands.” With that, Jonathan stood and slipped past Lenny who dropped the stack of documents with a resounding thud.

“Nice to meet you Henry,” Lenny stated with a dull monotone. “Sign here please.”

Henry took the first sheet and pen and started to read it over.

“Now sign here please,” Lenny continued, passing the next page without looking up.

Henry quickly scribbled a signature on the first page and Lenny flipped through a non-disclosure to the signature page. He handed the entire package to Henry with the one page needing a signature pulled out. Henry furiously scribbled his name on the second sheet and grabbed the packet, signing his name without even glancing at the title. Lenny handed him a fourth page.

For the next twenty minutes, Henry and Lenny churned through waiver after disclaimer after contract after agreement. Whenever Henry asked a question, Lenny did not respond but handed him yet another sheet to sign. Lenny had deep bags under his eyes, suggesting he’d not slept well, or at all, in quite some time. Henry decided not to bother him with more questions after the first few failed attempts.

The Company Man, part 5

The R&D labs, much to Henry’s surprise, looked a lot like the accounting department. There were no chemistry sets with strange liquids bubbling in them. For the most part, there were lots of cubicles with people in them and computers. The walls might even have the same color paint, but it was hard to tell as a lot of the lights were turned off. Many engineers prefer the dark for some reason. All of the PC’s looked like they were running screen savers, but has Henry got closer, he saw that they were actually running simulations. They were modeling different proteins on the screen, spinning and twisting them, trying to see how they could be tweaked and changed. A woman with a very tired look and frazzled hair came over to him.

“Are you Henry?” she asked with an exasperated tone.

“Y-yes,” Henry answered. He did not expect anyone to be expecting him, even though it made sense.

“Head over to the third office on your left and have a seat,” she directed. “One of our team leads will be there in a few minutes once their meeting breaks up.”

Henry walked over to the small conference room and sat down. The chairs were not comfortable. He wished he’d brought his chair from his cubicle. He’d bought it with his own money and brought it in, because the chairs the company provided never felt very good. He’d seen an article for it in the breakroom one day. Someone had left a magazine and called it, “The Executive.” When he sat in it, it was easy to picture himself as though he were an executive. Everyone else had to settle for the normal chair, but he got The Executive.

According to the clock, Henry had to wait for a full 10 minutes for the director’s meeting to finish up. It took several more minutes for the director that wanted to speak with him to finish up another conversation that followed him out the room. Finally, he came in, sat down, and closed the door.

“Hello Henry,” the director said with a smile. “My name is Jonathan. Pleased to meet you.”

Henry wanted to say something about being made to wait, but instead smiled back. “And nice to meet you,” he returned.

Jonathan reached into his satchel and pulled out a file. To Henry’s surprise, his name was on it. “We’re starting the next phase of a project Henry,” Jonathan began. “And after extensive review of every employee in the company, have decided that we want you to be a part of it.”

Henry was shocked, and his face betrayed that surprise. Jonathan smiled. “I hope you don’t mind,” he continued. “I took the liberty of pulling your performance reviews. They’re spotless. You really are a company man!”

Henry could not help but smile.

“It says here that you aren’t married?” Jonathan asked.

“No sir,” Henry replied. “Never met that special someone.”

“Are you still looking?” Jonathan continued. He did not look up anymore, but continued to flip through the pages quickly.

“Not recently,” Henry confessed. It seemed an odd question.

“We wanted to be sure that you would be able to fully commit to this project,” Jonathan explained. “Also, and I’m going to mention this over and over again, this project is extremely confidential. One of the problems with married men, is that they have a hard time keeping secrets from their wives. It’s even harder when they’re dating.”

Henry felt his pace quicken. "A secret project!” he thought. “He was going to work on a secret project!” He shook his head. “Haven’t really looked in a while sir,” Henry reaffirmed.

Jonathan smiled more broadly. “This project is going to change the world,” he proclaimed. “We’ll go down in history as having done something no one has accomplished before. And, well, it’ll probably make us all rich!” Jonathan leaned back in his chair. He looked like he should be wearing a pinstripe suit and holding a cigar, but the effect was lost as the light struck the bald spot on his head, causing Henry to squint. “So,” he continued. “Do I have your interest?”

Henry nodded vigorously. “Please go on.”

“Good,” Jonathan smiled.

The Company Man, part 4

Finding the research and development part of the building turned out to be  quite difficult. Henry had never ventured much into the southern portion of the building. Before working in the accounting department, Henry had originally worked in inventory, which looked very different now, but he at least had a sense of where he was as he made his way past that department.

At the far end of inventory, a guard stopped him. “Should you really be back here?” he asked. Everyone’s badge at Previx listed their name, department and was striped with a color the corresponded to the department. Accounting and Sales had  yellow stripe. Inventory was green. Human Resources was blue, and R&D had a dark red stripe. Henry began to sweat a little bit from nervousness.

“W-well, I was asked to go to R&D-,” he started to explain, but the guard simply leaned back and gestured with his thumb.

“Keep moving,” the guard grunted.

Henry frowned. The guard was not a very good guard it seemed. He didn’t even try to validate his presence in the hallway. Henry hoped that the security system would be up and running again soon, and that they’d be able to get rid of the guards. He continued down a long hallway, moving deeper into the building.

It made sense to Henry that R&D be kept far from the front entrance. Technicians and Scientists did not often put their best face forward to potential customers and clients. When they came, they wanted to see a professional environment, which is something he and the others in the account department worked hard to portray. Customers did not often tour the accounting department, but when they did, Henry knew they were impressed by what they saw.

R&D, on the other hand, must look like and absolute wreck. Probably lots of people in lab coats around chemistry experiments with messy chalkboards that haven’t been cleaned in ages….

He arrived at the entrance to R&D and this time met a much more formidable guard. He actually carried a sidearm, but it was clipped to his belt. In his hand he held a  clipboard. The guard glanced at Henry’s badge.

“Should you really be back here?” he asked, same as the previous one. Henry, much to his own frustration, began to sweat nervously again. “W-well,” he stammered, “I was asked to come back here and meet with a couple of technicians.”

“What were their names?” the guard asked, without looking up from the clipboard.

Henry froze. He didn’t know. Jonah had not told him any names. His nervous mind began to race. “Had Jonah played a trick on him?” he wondered. “No. No, Jonah was too nice of a guy to do that. There probably were a couple of technicians, and they were the ones playing the trick. They’d tricked him into wandering the halls for half the morning to try and find the R&D labs, only to be stopped by a guard and shamed back to his cubicle. Everyone would have a great laugh at his expense…”

“Oh here it is!” the guard exclaimed loudly, snapping Henry out of his panic and causing him to jump a little. “Some moron wrote it on the back of the sheet. Sorry about that. Go on in.” The guard stepped to one side and pushed open the door.

Henry hesitated, still not sure if this were a prank or not, but he did not want to press his luck with the guard, and so stepped through.