Word of the Day Wednesday, March 03, 2010
eructation
\ih-ruhk-TAY-shuhn\ , noun;
1. The act of belching; a belch.
"Marvin, what the hell is going on with you?" Anthony asked, closing the door gently behind him.
"Nothing, nothing!" Marvin replied waving his hand about in the air.
"Nothing? This isn't anything to be blasé about Marvin. Things are, um, moving around in the wings so to speak," Anthony continued, he leaned against Marvin's desk peering down at him intensely as if he were trying to suck answers out of Marvin's eye balls.
"Moving around? Nothing is moving," Marvin mumbled opening the drawer beside his desk.
"Marvin, after that little blip last month, and it wasn't that big of a deal, just a little slip. Diane set up a meeting with the share holders, there has been a bunch of consolidation and it looks as if the majority of the holdings are with Diane now. Do you know about this?" Anthony asked.
Marvin grimaced as if in pain, and shook his head, "No, it is my company not Diane's. Christ Tony, she can't run the company."
Anthony stared at him a moment, "Marvin, I didn't want to bring this up, but there are rumors floating around that you are slipping off the rails. Drinking, carousing. I didn't believe it, but you are three sheets to the wind right now."
Marvin grimaced again, eructated loudly and his face smoothed out into an expression of relief, "Tony! I told you, I have it all under control," his voice slurring slightly, he continued to root around inside the drawer, "Ah! Here it is!" he triumphantly pulled out a bottle of Scotch.
Anthony frowned, "Marvin, this is no time to have another drink."
"This is the perfect time to have another drink. You worry too much. Diane is a gem, she isn't going to let anything happen to the business," Marvin said slopping a pour into a tumbler.
"That's not what I'm worried about," Anthony murmured quietly taking a sip of the Scotch.
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
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