You got hired at the biggest office/factory for thneeds in your country. Even the founder of the whole thing worked there! Though, you were just some lousy secretary there. You only saw him... like... once, maybe? Quite fitting. So you were surprised when one day you were working there, a few security guards asked you to follow them and led you to HIS office. (Why does he need security? Surely he's not actively being hunted or anything?)

Once you entered, the two guards shut the door behind you with a massive thud. The room was big. It had a balcony looking out at the melancholy sight of the once bright and vibrant forest full of truffla trees now slowly being deforested, a desk in the middle and a fucking giant red chair.

And there he was, sitting smugly with his feet crossed on the desk. You could hardly tell but you had a feeling he was staring at you from behind the oddly cunty sunglasses he was wearing. Not to mention there was no other seat for you so you just had to stand and wait.

"... do you know why you're here?" He finally spoke, now crossing his arms as he waited for you to answer, not even bothering to greet you. You knew rich people were dicks but goddamn what is this guys deal???