Sal's Gone. Back to Vegas

(Blogger's Note: general electrified dumped another one today- this time the accountant. I wonder if they will make a formal announcement that Sal got the boot. This is the third time in two years that the accountant office was cleaned out. Is the reason really the accountant or does it have to do with the practices that go on in that office? Maybe the boys at Silicon Valley Bank and Merrill Lynch could find the answer to that Question.)

Back to the Fire M story…

Oh, Vegas. The NADA. Fire M's management fought for months on whether or not to throw a party for their dealers, but The Co Founder managed to manipulate general electrified into thinking it would be "the right thing to do".

The Sinatra suite was something out of an old movie. The Riviera had seen better days but for a CEO who has employees living in shacks in his hometown, it was a palace for the employees he so aptly disdained. Plus, no dealers ever showed up to the suite except for a few guys from a racing automotive dealer group.

And, for the heads of the sales' departments, mainly The Co Founder and Don Cane, if the hotel had a bar and a bed that was sufficient for adequate action.

As most of the parties that general electrified hosted the perceived value at noon was much more exciting than the actual value at midnight. In an attempt to save money and manage as what one WeePee describes as "his cheapness" Fire M had an appetizer buffet and a full bar. This of course added to the roistering attitude of a bunch of field reps from across the country. But while the Co Founder and the sales Manager were trying to take the new female field reps to strip clubs, general electrified was trying, desperately, to buy a company here and a company there. He had his sights set on a successful company in Tennessee that would add enough revenue for a minimal amount of money to make him look as though he had accomplished something over the past year. While all this was going on, general electrified had decided to look for larger office space so he could fabricate the blessings that his family would be giving him.

But it didn't take long for three of the women who had taken part in the initial Vegas training class to leave town without accepting the positions that they were coaxed to get into. Once again the Co Founder and the sales manager had left their mark on the new hires and general electrified would have to deal with another HR fiasco.

Ah, Vegas….