Posting: I’ve been tricked by Mr, Big, Inc.! I’m going away on a trip. Please don’t look for me…
Stuck in His Ways Geezer: Who are you guys? Heroes? Beats me. Shoo, shoo.
Man in Black: Are you guys heroes? You are going to put yourself into it, aren’t you? With force! Well, of course, you are! That’s great! So, please, step inside.
Mr. Big, Inc. Building (Mastermind):
Whispering Worker: Man, our middle managers think they can call us whatever they please. Whispering Worker: And so conscious of people’s titles in other companies, too. Whispering Worker: Yes, I know. Like high-level public servants and professors. But when they become high managers, they no longer kowtow to those people. Whispering Worker: By the way, did you know? Out claims manager apparently has a crush on a hostess at some bar. Whispering Worker: Yeah, I heard. Heard it’s a human gal, too. The hostess supposedly lives on the second level of this town. Whispering Worker: I see. Then the bar is on the second level, too. It must be an expensive bar. I guess that means no middle managers can go. Humph!
Mr. Big, Inc. Custmr. Care Sub. SecChief: Are you here on a particular business? I can’t let you in here without a proper referral. A referral by an acclaimed politician, famous scientist, someone like that… Oh? Isn’t that you, Prof. Kisling? Kisling: Ha ha ha ha ha. Yes, you’ve got that right. Gutten Kisling, 45, a wandering genius of a scientist and vessel of the century’s most intriguing brain! How do you do? Mr. Big, Inc. Custmr. Care Sub. SecChief: Oh, I beg your pardon. But I’m sorry… I cannot let you in even if you are Prof. Kisling himself. I’m sorry for the inconvenience, but please leave us. Rosalyn: Some famous person you are, oh, mighty great Prof. Kisling.
Rosalyn: What! You let us in easily at the entrance but now you’re making us wait here!? How annoying!
Kisling: Hmmm…first, they let us in with no questions asked then they block our way. Typical of a corporation and yet… I think the people blocking us are just doing their daily jobs… while the man in black at the door is under different orders. So then, who gave the order to the man in black to let us in? I’ve got to find this out. I’ve really got to find out!
Marlene: Why not get rid of this nuisance by force, like we do to ghosts? I do not understand why we cannot…
Mr. Big, Inc. Custmr. Care Sub. SecChief: Are you here on a particular business? I can’t let you in here without a proper referral. A referral by an acclaimed politician, famous scientist, someone like that… Oh? Isn’t that you, Prof. Kisling? Kisling: Ha ha ha ha ha. Yes, you’ve got that right. Gutten Kisling, 45, a wandering genius of a scientist and vessel of the century’s most intriguing brain! How do you do? Mr. Big, Inc. Custmr. Care Sub. SecChief: Oh, I beg your pardon. But I’m sorry… I cannot let you in even if you are Prof. Kisling himself. I’m sorry for the inconvenience, but please leave us. Rosalyn: Some famous person you are, oh, mighty great Prof. Kisling.
I’m going away on a trip.
Please don’t look for me…
Stuck in His Ways Geezer: Who are you guys?
Heroes?
Beats me.
Shoo, shoo.
Man in Black: Are you guys heroes?
You are going to put yourself
into it, aren’t you? With force!
Well, of course, you are!
That’s great!
So, please, step inside.
Mr. Big, Inc. Building (Mastermind):
Whispering Worker: Man, our middle managers think
they can call us
whatever they please.
Whispering Worker: And so conscious of people’s titles
in other companies, too.
Whispering Worker: Yes, I know. Like high-level
public servants and professors.
But when they become
high managers, they no longer
kowtow to those people.
Whispering Worker: By the way, did you know?
Out claims manager apparently has
a crush on a hostess at some bar.
Whispering Worker: Yeah, I heard.
Heard it’s a human gal, too.
The hostess supposedly lives on the
second level of this town.
Whispering Worker: I see. Then the bar is
on the second level, too.
It must be an expensive bar.
I guess that means
no middle managers can go.
Humph!
Mr. Big, Inc. Custmr. Care Sub. SecChief: Are you here
on a particular business?
I can’t let you in here without
a proper referral.
A referral by an acclaimed politician,
famous scientist,
someone like that…
Oh?
Isn’t that you, Prof. Kisling?
Kisling: Ha ha ha ha ha.
Yes, you’ve got that right.
Gutten Kisling, 45, a wandering genius
of a scientist and vessel of
the century’s most intriguing brain!
How do you do?
Mr. Big, Inc. Custmr. Care Sub. SecChief: Oh, I beg your pardon.
But I’m sorry…
I cannot let you in even if you are
Prof. Kisling himself. I’m sorry for the
inconvenience, but please leave us.
Rosalyn: Some famous person you are,
oh, mighty great Prof. Kisling.
Rosalyn: What! You let us in easily
at the entrance but now
you’re making us wait here!?
How annoying!
Kisling: Hmmm…first, they let us in
with no questions asked then
they block our way.
Typical of a corporation and yet…
I think the people blocking us are
just doing their daily jobs…
while the man in black at the door
is under different orders.
So then,
who gave the order to the man
in black to let us in?
I’ve got to find this out.
I’ve really got to find out!
Marlene: Why not get rid of this
nuisance by force, like we do to ghosts?
I do not understand why we cannot…
Mr. Big, Inc. Custmr. Care Sub. SecChief: Are you here
on a particular business?
I can’t let you in here without
a proper referral.
A referral by an acclaimed politician,
famous scientist,
someone like that…
Oh?
Isn’t that you, Prof. Kisling?
Kisling: Ha ha ha ha ha.
Yes, you’ve got that right.
Gutten Kisling, 45, a wandering genius
of a scientist and vessel of
the century’s most intriguing brain!
How do you do?
Mr. Big, Inc. Custmr. Care Sub. SecChief: Oh, I beg your pardon.
But I’m sorry…
I cannot let you in even if you are
Prof. Kisling himself. I’m sorry for the
inconvenience, but please leave us.
Rosalyn: Some famous person you are,
oh, mighty great Prof. Kisling.
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