Sean, Kelly's boss for the day, slipped her a stack of papers with imperative-sounding post'em notes. Kelly suspected the latter, although who knows? Maybe these young enlightened executive types had been in the spanky-clean office numbness for so long, recharging their energies at lunchtime in the corporate ExerCenter downstairs, that they had even lost all lust. In this office, you couldn't tell if the boss-guy was putting his arm around you when he was telling you how to do the fucking word processing because he believed Touching Is Good, and promotes Staff Well-being, or if he was just being a letch like every boss who ever tried to cop a feel. It was better when the bosses were out-and-out pigs-you knew what you were dealing with. But there was something creepy about how all that enlightened male niceness came across. There were a lot of Enlightened Management amenities, like good coffee, abstract floral prints on the walls, and comfort rooms with futons. It was Kelly's first day working at VentureTech, Inc., and she hoped it would be her last.
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