Category: Squirrel Recruitment

Dimitry adjusted his slightly-too-tight tie. The “Synergistic Business Futures Confluence” brochure had promised cutting-edge insights. He was ready. “It is critical,” he murmured to himself, smoothing his lapels, “to expect the unexpected.” The conference hall, however, was not what he expected. Instead of tiered seating and a PowerPoint presentation, there were small, intimately-lit tables, each…

The office of Squirrel Recruitment had the faint, sweet smell of damp documents and quiet despair. A single, wilted fern drooped in a corner, a silent testament to forgotten ambitions. Behind a desk sat Kafkett, a man whose suit had the bewildered look of something that had been through a car wash. Across from him…