Cast Your Ballots
The next morning the sun was high and bright as Valinda strode into the main training complex, a large warehouse like structure with several mockups complete with home, office, and even school furniture. She saw her team sitting lackluster at the square table in he Main meeting and planning area. Mercer was looking extremely lackluster after spending the evening knocking back beers with Miller. The purpose of this little meeting was to decide of Miller made the team.
"Okay guys it's time to cast your ballots. Is Miller in or out?" she said passing out the ballot sheets ad pens.
There was a small discussion among the others on his strengths and weaknesses and just general complaining about having to vote on a new member of the team. This went on for about thirty minutes before Valinda put a stop to it.
" Okay guys Vote now." She ordered.
They slumped over there ballots like ninth graders voting on class sweet heart for the first time. After the last pen was set down and the ballots thrust toward the middle of the table, Valinda collected them and counted yeah, and nays. There were no Nays.
" Okay its unanimous he's in. Mercer since you get along so well with him you get to make the call." Valinda told him as she was dumping the discarded ballots in a nearby trashcan. I have to call the Brass and tell them the position has been filled."
In his office Donovan's cell phone rang , he answered it on the second ring.
"Hey Miller, welcome to the team. It's official now, so get down here we got work to do." Mercer told him excitedly then hung up.
Donovan stood up from his desk and started down the stairs.
"Mercer just called, I'm in."
" See I told you, you were a shoe in." Cody cracked from his station.
"Thanks, ever so much for your support. Donovan cracked right back. Reminding Cody he could hold his own against his rather sarcastic wit.
As Donovan walked out of the nest , he knew he was in for a torturous training session with Kilmann.
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The next morning the sun was high and bright as Valinda strode into the main training complex, a large warehouse like structure with several mockups complete with home, office, and even school furniture. She saw her team sitting lackluster at the square table in he Main meeting and planning area. Mercer was looking extremely lackluster after spending the evening knocking back beers with Miller. The purpose of this little meeting was to decide of Miller made the team.
"Okay guys it's time to cast your ballots. Is Miller in or out?" she said passing out the ballot sheets ad pens.
There was a small discussion among the others on his strengths and weaknesses and just general complaining about having to vote on a new member of the team. This went on for about thirty minutes before Valinda put a stop to it.
" Okay guys Vote now." She ordered.
They slumped over there ballots like ninth graders voting on class sweet heart for the first time. After the last pen was set down and the ballots thrust toward the middle of the table, Valinda collected them and counted yeah, and nays. There were no Nays.
" Okay its unanimous he's in. Mercer since you get along so well with him you get to make the call." Valinda told him as she was dumping the discarded ballots in a nearby trashcan. I have to call the Brass and tell them the position has been filled."
In his office Donovan's cell phone rang , he answered it on the second ring.
"Hey Miller, welcome to the team. It's official now, so get down here we got work to do." Mercer told him excitedly then hung up.
Donovan stood up from his desk and started down the stairs.
"Mercer just called, I'm in."
" See I told you, you were a shoe in." Cody cracked from his station.
"Thanks, ever so much for your support. Donovan cracked right back. Reminding Cody he could hold his own against his rather sarcastic wit.
As Donovan walked out of the nest , he knew he was in for a torturous training session with Kilmann.
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