TNP 11 "Let Him Go"

TNP 11 "Let Him Go"

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My time and life in working for the government during the Savings & Loan Crisis of 1990 with a beautiful woman who took care of absolutely everything for me in my employ. And I mean EVERYTHING.

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THE NANCY PRINCIPLE

My time in working for the government during the Savings & Loan Crisis of 1990 with a beautiful
woman who took care of absolutely everything for me in my employ. And I mean EVERYTHING.


© August 2013 Written by David Wicker
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CHAPTER 11 - LET HIM GO
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This chapter is Rated: TEEN


I remember that one day I was called into Nancy's office and she had an announcement to make, "David, you've been working here for 2-months now. I want to let you know I'm very pleased with the progress you've made, especially in following our 'Company Policy' and you are due for a raise."

"Ma'am ?" I questioned.

"Yessir." she replied back, "Is there a problem with that ?"

I didn't say anything. She got defensive, "Now David, don't you want a raise for the good work you've done here so far ?"

I looked down at my toes, "No ma'am. I don't deserve it."

She tilted her head quizzically at me, "You don't want a raise ?"

I shrugged, "No ma'am. I don't mean that. It's just - I just mean I know I don't deserve it."

She rolled back her seat to step from around her desk and approached me and put a hand on my shoulder, "David, did you do something bad ?"

"No ma'am !" I said emphatically.

She nodded and her voice got serious, "David, go back to your work station. We'll talk about this later. Scoot."

I did so and thought about it a moment. I hated money. I always have, all my life, and Rose, my G/F was the opposite. She LOVED money, especially spending it on something or other. So I guess that was the one reason we got along so well all these years. I guess I should've taken the raise if not for my account, for hers.

In any case, I didn't have to think about it very long when there was an announcement over the speakers and I immediately recognized Nancy's voice.

"There will be a general meeting held in the Conference room within the next 5-minutes. Attendance is required for all employees." and then the speaker went silent.

I got up as well as everyone else in their cubicles and piled into the Conference room.

Nancy was there, to head it up, and then asked that I change seats with Barbara who was sitting at the head of the table. I hesitated a moment. Barbara stood up and making sure I was watching her and very subtly patted her hand on the side of her skirt twice before walking by me. No-one else got the message except me.

I shuddered. Apparently it was still game on in her book and I definitely didn't wanna play.

Perhaps I should tell Nancy about her unwanted advances ? But what kind of NEW trouble would that land me in if they were friends and Nancy already knew about her being mean to me ?

We traded places and then Nancy stood up to make an announcement before I could sit down, "I have called you all here today because David has something important he'd like to tell all of us !"

I heard a victorious chuckle from Barbara where she was sitting now and was apparently hoping I had done something wrong to gain all this unexpected attention. It was not so much a question of me wanting to stand as it was Trudy who got up from her seat to stand next to me and coax me to stand beside her by tugging on my elbows.

I stood up and looked at the expectant faces. I honestly had no idea what I was supposed to be talking about.

There was a more than uncomfortable moment of silence and I felt light-headed not knowing what to say. I swallowed hard which kind of squeaked out of my throat.


* * *


Fortunately Nancy added in a voice that commanded presence, "David, I think we're gathered here today because we ALL want to hear the reason on why you think you DON'T deserve a raise after being with us for as long as you have !"

The expectant looks of everyone changed to indulgent smiles and I was put a bit more at ease, but I still didn't like being put on the spot like this.

I coughed uncomfortably and then began, "Well, ahhm ... I don't think I deserve a raise because I really haven't been doing anything differently than I have when I first started."

There was some polite applause on that from the women around the table and one even said, "You tell her David ! You don't deserve anything here !"

Nancy wasn't pleased with this behavior and stood up and greeted everyone with a severe look, and then asked me to sit down so she could ask me a few questions.

She got up from her seat to approach me, "David, have you been minding what I've been telling you ?"

"Yes ma'am." I said dutifully.

"Do you come to see me if you need to leave your desk for any reason, especially regarding 'company policy' ?"

I nodded to that too. She then prompted me to stand up, and as I did so, she hovered her hand flat palmed over my head as if I were being rated for something. I noticed because I felt a tickling in my hair and looked up to see this curious action of hers.

"Ladies, I believe that David does indeed deserve the customary raise after working here for said time because of the fact he is the only person in the company to follow our 'company policy' as well and precisely as he does. I want to see a show of hands of those who agree !"

Almost every single hand went up to show that I followed 'company policy' better than anyone, of course, with the exception of Barbara who sniggered in her seat and crossed her arms at the whole stupid affair.


My face pinked up big time and Trudy got up to give me a big hug around my waist stepping around Nancy, and said, "Attaboy !" and everyone cheered for me.

My eyes were brimming with tears I felt so weird in my head right now and I finally spoke but my voice squeaked cause I was so embarrassed at the moment that so many people liked me apparently and it was wonderful !

"I accept this raise under protest !" I whined.

Nancy stopped hovering her hand over my head and lowered it, patting me solidly on my back with it and gave me a serious smile, "Chin up, David, you're doing fine. Your protest has been noted and recorded. You are to look for a 25 cent raise in your next paycheck." and then she faced the rest of the women at the table, "This meeting is adjourned."

And that was how I got my raise. But you remember, I was hired as a temporary employee, only to work 3-months to assist in the disaster we were experiencing. So much as I enjoyed working for Nancy, it would have to end. I never wanted that day to come.

I do remember walking in my manager's office, Nancy one time. She was always dressed so pretty and it smelled like both incense and perfume in there.

I remember she called me in and I asked, "What I can I do for you, ma'am ?"

Instead of answering that she said crisply, "Sit down, David."

There was the same chair in a corner so I did. And I waited, and she smiled at me, and worked on her nails and I got a little nervous waiting.

And finally I asked politely "Ma'am ?"

And she responded to this, "David, is there a problem ? Do you need to go to the little boy's room again ?"

"No ma'am" I said truefully.


Then I added, "Just that maybe I needed to get back to work - maybe ? - Ma'am ?" and then immediately regretted having spoken back to her.

And as I expected said got very crisp and and serious and firm in her voice and said, "Very well David, but you better mind what I tell you."

And I said, "Yes ma'am." and nodded.

And her tone changed like she was talking to a kid again, "Okay, run along then. Scoot !" and I went back to my desk and found there was something someone wanted me to type so I worked on that.

Then the fateful day came. I wondered if I would somehow slip through the system and be forgotten and continue to work for Nancy, but it would not happen. And it was one of the saddest days of my life.

A man approached my desk, the first man I had ever seen in the company on this floor since I started working for BBI.

He was very serious and wore a nice business suit besides, "Are you David W ?"

"Yessir." I said, turning my chair to face him.

Without a word he handed me a sealed brown envelope. As I examined it he then said, "Do not open this until I have left the floor."


* * *


As he left the other women from the cubicles crowded around me because he was from an entirely different department and apparently never showed up unless there was a serious problem.

I was too scared to open the letter so Trudy said she would do it for me and after opening it, read it out loud to everyone and me.

I was informed in the letter that the "emergency" situation for which I was hired for BBI was temporary and that I was being let go 2 weeks from this date but thank you for all the hard work I did for the team and good luck at my next job search.

I cried, some of the other girls around me cried too, and hugged me, and some kissed my cheek, and crowded around me, and well, really groped me pretty hard, actually, I guess their last chance or something, but I was too upset to really notice. It was so sad, and finally they called for Nancy on the phone.

Nancy called me in for a private one-on-one meeting as all the other girls sat outside on the chairs as she wouldn't allow them in her office.

Nancy was very business like and crisp. She told me to give her the letter. Which I did.

She said, "Sit down David."

I did.

She said, "David (don't forget that important pause after my name each time) please be quiet and don't say anything unless I give you permission, understand ?"

I nodded.

"Good boy," she said.

I felt the tears start to well up again, it was so serious. She was being so serious with me ! She crinkled open the folded page and read the message. I actually heard her say the word, "F**K !" out loud.

Then she looked at me and said in a most unprofessional voice of shaking rage, "David. You listen to me. The people in the other department. They are JEALOUS, they are jealous that we have such a hardworking employee as you and that's why they want you out of here because of that !"

Then she sounded frantic, "I'm going to straighten this out David, don't you worry, sweetie. I'm going to make it all better. You just sit right there and be quiet, don't you say a word while I'm on the phone. I need to make an important call."

She picked up the phone and dialed 4 digits on that neat phone which had light-up crystal square buttons on it. As it rang she looked at me seriously and put her index finger up against her lips.

I repeated the motion with my own finger and lips and she smiled back at me with a thumb raised for good job.

Then she got very serious and spoke in an adult tone I had never heard before on the phone and asked to speak to a certain someone, then she DEFENDED me ! I felt my spirits rise up again.

She said, "What the hell are you people doing there ? David Wicker whom you have just pink-slipped is a model employee and a benefit to our department and you will seriously be undermining our efforts without him. His - and she paused thinking for a moment - typing - skills alone surpass all other employees we have ever had. You can clearly see we are up production !"

She continued on a roll, "He follows our company policy better than anyone we have ever had employed before. I know you are aware of this, I have sent you ample paperwork regarding his contributions and accomplishments and marked improvements in personal habits."


"You are making a grave and terrible mistake letting this incredible employee leave under these flimsy excuses of yours !"

There was an angry sound on the phone now which was interrupted by some kind of cruel laughter by a bunch of what sounded like guys voices at least twice my age who had already planned to be on the speaker phone to "enjoy" the event of her calling to complain about my being released.

They sounded suspiciously and a lot like bullies from school except older and meaner, that's the way their expression sounded on the phone to me anyways.

Nancy tried to get a word in edgewise but it wouldn't happen. They kept interrupting her. I made out the last words clearly from one guy speaking loudly on the phone no longer amused, "You had your fun, Tricia, LET HIM GO." and then the phone clicked dead.

She hung up the phone and looked at me and bit her lip. I bit my lip in return.

I said in a very tearful voice, "Nancy ?" because she was so quiet right now. And I was crying so hard I was so confused at what was happening.

"Did I do something wrong ?" I implored, and I never once did anything untoward to any girl there and I was the perfect gentleman, I knew I was !

She said in a voice almost as tight and sorrowful as mine, "Come here baby !" and she was crying too and held out her arms for me.


Something just popped in my head to obey - and I did.


I rushed out of my chair straight into her arms and she REALLY hugged the holy hell out of me, I mean I had a mouthful of her breast she jammed them so hard up against me when I was in her lap and I was licking my lips of the sticky burning perfume she had there and on her neck by the time she was done groping and hugging me.

But I didn't care, I was still feeling sad I was leaving such a job that cared so much about my safety and well-being.

* * *


And all the pretty eyestuff she had was melting from her own tears when she pulled back to look at me. She said, "David, I am so very terribly sorry. This is from higher up and not at all my decision."

She said, "I can understand your confusion for the message, I will try to explain it as simply as I can. You are to be let go of employment here 2 weeks from now basically, because of - " and she spat out the final word - "A******S."

She got serious again, "According to the contract you signed, you were hired as a - and she paused on the words, "temporary agent."

Then she shook me a bit like a rag doll which was kind of scary for a bit and she said, "This is not your fault, don't you ever think it is, you are going to go on to another good job, David ! Don't you let this get you down, ever, you hear me ??"

And then the door burst open when the other women outside her office heard her yelling and they were all looking at me, sitting in her lap and us both crying our eyes out.

Nancy stood up suddenly, knocking me clean out of the chair and hard onto the floor on my butt and she tried to sound all business again to the intrusion, "Ahem, David, me and the girls will see what we can do to change your contract for a more lasting employment."

And then she started crying as she added, "But it doesn't seem likely." and she pointed to a signature at the bottom, which I didn't understand, but I did make out 3 letters CEO.

One girl reached over to read it and then pointed to the signature too. She said the F word herself.

Then Nancy ordered all the intruded girls back to their stations, that she needed to talk to me in private. It was several minutes before they all left.

They were saying such nice things, David, you're gonna make it, you're gonna be fine. They're all b******s and they're going to pay, stuff like that. I felt good I had so much support right now.

When they all left, I was still sitting on the floor and really, looking quite miserable. I noticed my shirt-tail was out and wondered if Nancy would say anything, but she didn't.

Nancy smoothed back a whisp of her hair against that right ear in an effort to tidy herself and added, "David go and sit over there." And she pointed to the chair I was sitting in earlier.

I got up, stepped around her desk and sat down in the chair.

She looked at me as if deciding something new and said "Stand up," suddenly. I did, as promptly as she said it.

She said, "Sit down," and looked at me with a slight smile. I sat down immediately.

"Stand up !" she said again. I promptly stood up, without question.

"Sit down." And she cocked her head quizzically at me, as if baffled I would continue this. However, I dutifully sat down again without a moment's hesitation. And the neat thing was, I was ready to stand up again, if she said so. That was how much I cared to be in her employ.

She saw me steeled, ready to stand again, should she order it. We could do this all day. I was THIS respectful of her.

Then she looked at me and shook her head and said, "David, you are the simplest sweetest person I've ever met. You may not know much about business sense but I'll be DAMNED !"


"Your ability to follow orders and company policy to the letter is the finest I have ever seen and I will terribly and sorely miss you, as well as everyone here. We - " and she paused on the word, "LOVE - you here."

Then she stood up and looked away because she was still sobbing, and she smoothed down her skirt which I realized was riding pretty high up her back since she frumpled me, and I was definitely seeing white under fabric around her. Suddenly I felt warm and feverish looking at that.

She turned back around and saw I was intrigued by her state of dress, and smiled shyly at me reaching her hands down to tap playfully on the hem of her short skirt as if deciding something, but didn't say anything else.

Then she smoothed down her skirt and sat down in her own chair, the business chair, and went very crisp on me again removing sorrow from her voice as well as she could. "David, (and this time she didn't have that pause), please go back to your desk, I'm certain I can find some typing for you to do. I'll let you know what I find out."

All through the remaining weeks it was quiet. No kidding, no teasing, no laughing, even Barbara stayed away from me. It was just very quiet.

And I got all kinds of really pretty sparkly rainbow cards on my desk with pixies, fairies, unicorns, kitty cats, really lovely, mostly filled with stickers for a 7 year old girl, from the other workers there saying they would miss me, some had area-codes and phone numbers on them in pen telling me to call them.

They said I was invited to an after-employment party and I'd be picked up from my place to enjoy it with everyone. But I also remembered the terrible 2 parties I went to in college where I got duct-taped to a toilet, so I was pretty wary of stuff like this by now and decided against it.

I was too scared to even call any of the phone numbers they left, though I still have those cute and pretty farewell cards they gave me, stored somewhere. And when I first received them, I did look at all of them to remind me of my happy times working for BBI. But I also knew it would end, soon ...

The chapter to follow this will be what happened on the final day of my employment involving a bomb scare.




END OF CHAPTER 11



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I'm very sorry you got fired. I swear, you must be like half-angel to stand up and sit down like that. Amazing.
Damn Barbara. She's a little git. I wish I could smack her across her nasty face for not raising her hand for you. After all you'd done, and all she'd done to you... Jeez.
And then there's Nancy. Wow. She's something strange. I mean one second she's hugging you way to tight and the next second, she's talking in her business voice. Completely unpredictable woman....
Cannot wait for the next chapter!!
Sylvia.

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Taking a break for a moment but when I return I'll post the last day at work, the Bomb Scare. And th.. read more



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Another fascinating read, here. Ream more soon.

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Please, let me hope you are not reaming my story. *Grin* (Couldn't resist) :D
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Lol. Read not ream
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Im sorry you got fired. I think all the girls in the department realy did want you to stay. I wonder how the working relationship with Nancy would have worked out. I think she realy di and still does care for you alot.

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dw817

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Yep, I'm back and got the new chapter posted. It MIGHT be asthma. He put me on a prescription and I .. read more
ron

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OK thank you for keeping us updated. Hope you get better
dw817

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Just had a granola bar for breakfast and sipping coffee. My throat feels funny. Received a call earl.. read more
Getting fired sucks! Barbra's a *mean word* Nancy seems bipolar sometimes:) great chapter

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dw817

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In the fictional part (coming up) Barbara does get fired for what she does. Nancy (Tricia) I wind up.. read more
I'm very sorry you got fired. I swear, you must be like half-angel to stand up and sit down like that. Amazing.
Damn Barbara. She's a little git. I wish I could smack her across her nasty face for not raising her hand for you. After all you'd done, and all she'd done to you... Jeez.
And then there's Nancy. Wow. She's something strange. I mean one second she's hugging you way to tight and the next second, she's talking in her business voice. Completely unpredictable woman....
Cannot wait for the next chapter!!
Sylvia.

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dw817

6 Years Ago

Taking a break for a moment but when I return I'll post the last day at work, the Bomb Scare. And th.. read more
OMG!
They fired him?! But why? I mean..was Barbara fault? Or something else(apart for the temporary thing)?
Nancy is really strange..I still see her as a Mistress and a bit of a psycho..
Can't wait for the next chapter;)

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Actually fired me. Well, maybe it wasn't fired - I was informed earlier it was a temporary assignmen.. read more

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