CANNOLI's TOO

I find it absurd that you request a memo about impending doom. Impending doom is not something you ponder...not for very long. 'Impending' has a time limit. It does not sit in the mail room, or rolled down the hallway in a cart. It is not capsulized in a memo. We do not call meetings. We're done calling meetings 'there is nothing to chew on'! We call on immediacy...emergency... announce our fate...define a plan of action. Now! Or just kiss our asses goodbye.

No! Not in the big conference room, not with a view, no there won't be a barista or fucking finger food. The meeting takes place in a hallway, a stairwell, preferably underground, who gives a hell? Get me?

Fucking tragedy is pending! No don't check your schedule! You have no schedule! In fifteen minutes or fifteen hours of fifteen fucking seconds we could be finalized! Is any of this sinking into that denial-dense head? No, no, don't shake... don' t shake it, don' t refute it, damn it, don't even try it! Cancel the client meeting, it's over. There is no client...no business...no me, no you...not after this catastrophe! Are you reading me ? Seriously, are reading me or would rather read a goddamn memo that could combust in your hands before you're done? The room goes pitch black! So do you. There one minute, gone in the next nano flash. There is no net...nothing comes next...nothing is the only thing that exists after that.

Send your family away if you can get through and tell them to run....'South' should be good and that's only a guess. I have no clue. You and I...I guess all of us...standby and wait it out in this prison in the sky...Birdseye view....of the BOOM...each and every one of us are screwed and tattooed, look down there, chaos rules. We don't run out of here. There is nowhere to go and no time to find it. We're fucking doomed.

What are you thinking?

Fine we'll discuss it after lunch. I wonder if Roman's still delivers...if the elevators operate, and if their boy can even get through. I'm getting the eggplant...manicotti for you? And one final gesture, Pizzas for the crew...at least they' ll go out satisfied...what more could we possibly do?

I know...Cannoli's too! That should lift the mood.