“All I’m saying, sir, is that our current target demographic actually grew up with this stuff. They use it every day. They know how it works. There’s going to have to come a point where we stop relying on the audience’s ignorance of technology to hold a plot together.”
There was a silence in the conference room so thick and heavy that the other advisors were afraid to breathe. The boss was staring Ms. Everett directly in the eyes. They had all seen this before. Either he was about to reward her for her boldness or, well…
Ms. Everett stared back at him confidently. She knew she was right, and she counted on that knowledge to save her.
At last, the boss nodded his head. In response to his movement, seven other advisors released a breath they had been holding for longer than any of them had realized they could. The boss sat down in his chair at the head of the table, still nodding slowly.
He leaned back and spoke to the ceiling. “That’s a very bold statement for you to make, Ms. Everett. It took a lot of courage to say what you said.” He bounced a bit in his executive reclining chair and a smile spread across his face. “I’m afraid we’re going to have to let you go.” Before she could react to his statement, he flipped the switch built into the desk, causing Ms. Everett’s chair – and her with it – to go tumbling down into the sewers far below.
