The Journey To HR, Part 7!

(NOTE: I noticed in my last opus I typed “it’s head” a couple times. It should be “its head”. I guess I could go back and correct it, or you could just re-read it again now knowing the error of my ways. Proofread before I post? Me? HAH!)

So…..

Giant fire pit.

Bunch of people dancing around it, some in suits, some in sweats.

Every so often they would randomly toss someone into the pit and burn they would.

Then I noticed the giant sign hanging over the fire pit:

“JOIN US FOR OUR THIRD BI-WEEKLY CORPORATE RETREAT! FOOD! FUN! PRIZES! BURNINGS!”

So there you have it.

I took in a deep breath and then slowly made my way into the dancing throng.

If someone put a hand on me, I performed a triangulated hop jump reverse side kick on their backside causing them to fly into the displays of Quisp scattered throughout.

Some of the boxes of Quisp landed in the fire pit and they actually smelled quite good.

But I didn’t want to eat at that time. Figured if I did so, it would just cause some more squishy leakage to squirt from my butt.

Finally made it through the retreat and came to a hallway.

At the end of the hallway was (supposedly) HR.

But my way was blocked by a giant clown.