Living In Luxury
It started on a cold winter’s night, the wind howling outside of the warehouse, lightning striking the tin roof, threatening to rip it wide open. I’d asked my staff to work late on a project, and now it looked like nobody would be able to leave at all, for they would be caught in the vicious winds. Every few seconds my employees would look up and see the lightning flash again. They knew the roof wouldn’t stand much longer. What would happen to them when the cyclone-like storm proved too strong?
It didn’t matter to me. While they stood, cold and afraid, working on the project, I was nice and comfy in my office, grateful for the severe wind-proof walls and roof I’d invested in. Just one of the perks of being the overseer.
My assistant, Francis, knocked on the door. I pressed the buzzer to speak with him. There was no way I would share this safe space with somebody who hadn’t earned it.
“What do you want?” I asked.
“I’ve got those reports on the benefits of solar power for business, Mr Edwards. The ones you asked for.”
“I don’t remember asking for any such reports,” I said. It was clearly just a ploy to get into my secure and warm office. I took a sip of my coffee, made from the coffee machine near my desk, and glared though the clear door, out at my assistant.
Francis shook his head slightly. “It was just this morning, sir. You said it was about time we found a good commercial solar business close to Melbourne. It was after I warned you about the storm coming tonight.”
As Francis said that, there came a commotion from the rest of the warehouse. Suddenly, dozens of people flocked to my glass door. “You knew about the storm?” one person asked. “And you stopped us from going home?” said another. “What’s wrong with you?”
I sat there with a wide grin on my face. Our project needed finishing. My employees might have been mad, but there was no leaving now. And I was safe in my office.
The lights flickered. Dulled. Went out. The power was gone.
My electrically sealed door unlocked.
My only protection from a horde of angry employees.
Maybe we should have gotten that solar power, after all.