Jennifer Government [antikvár]

Author's noteThere are a lot of real company names and trademarks in this book, most in situations you are unlikely to see on the covers of any annual reports. That's because this is a novel, and the things that happen in it aren't true. This may seem obvious enough to you, but some people (whom we shall call "lawyers") get very uptight when you describe large corporations masterminding murders. So let's be clear: this is a work of fiction. The actions depicted are not real nor based on real events. Any resemblance to actual people is coincidental. And the use of real company and product names is for literary effect only and definitely without permission.= 1 NikeHack first heard about Jennifer Government at the vs^ater-cooler. He w^as only there because the one on his floor was out; Legal was going to come down on Nature's Springs like a ton of shit, you could bet on that. Hack was a Merchandise Distribution Officer. This meant when Nike made up a bunch of posters, or caps, or beach towels, Hack had to send them to the right place. Also, if someone called up complaining about missing posters, or caps, or beach towels, Hack had to take the call. It wasn't as exciting as it used to be."It's a calamity" a man at the watercooler said. "Four days away from launch and Jennifer Government's all over my ass.""Jee-sus," his companion said. "That's gotta suck.""It means we have to move fast." He looked at Hack, who was filling his cup. "Hi there."Hack looked up. They were smiling at him as if he was an equalbut of course, Hack was on the wrong floor. They didn't know he was just a Merc Officer. "Hi.""Haven't seen you around before," the calamity guy said. "You new?""No. I work in Merc.""Oh." His nose wrinkled."Our cooler's out," Hack said. He turned away quickly."Hey, wait up," the suit said. "You ever do any marketing work?""Uh," he said, not sure if this was a joke. "No."