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Vegeta's Part-Time Job
By: Soria
Ever wonder what would happen in the world of DBZ if the baddies stopped coming? What would the heroes have to do�hold down average, every-day jobs? What a joke.
I took the liberty of finding out first-hand how these guys work�what their jobs interests are, how well they cooperate, and how much they get paid. I�ve sent out spies to follow each Z fighter & co. and pick up any information they could find. What follows is a log of reports.
DBZ belongs to Akira Toriyama, Bird Studios, and Toei Animation. They own it, not me, blah blah, blah�
Here�s an actual memo picked up by one of my spies:
TO: H. Honcho, Burger King President
FROM: L. Smallguy, Manager of BK Beijing
DATE: September 16, 3015
SUBJECT: VEGETA; WORKPLACE DISPUTE
Mr. Honcho, I regret to need to send you this memo, but lately I�ve been having trouble with one of my workers. He seems to have quite a temper and is very rebellious. Here, I�d like to recall a few incidents for you to review.
Mr. Vegeta came into the restaurant one day looking for work. His history showed that he�d tried for jobs elsewhere, but no one wanted a thing to do with him. My assistant manager hired him in an instant.
We started him out taking orders at the drive-through window. After about a week, business had decreased 40%, mainly from drive-through customers. When I later examined Vegeta�s work window, I discovered numerous complaint cards crammed into cups, meal bags, and sandwich boxes. I have attached a couple of those letters.
Deciding he needed a change of pace (and that it wasn�t the best idea to have him wait on people) we assigned him to the French fry machine. He worked with another man of ours. One day, not long after, I heard a loud argument raging between the two about how much salt to add to the machine. When I arrived at the scene, Vegeta had stormed off after having shoved the other man�s face into the hot grease. That man is no longer able to work, as he went to the hospital with second-degree burns.
We started to get sick of his behavior, so my assistant manager confronted him. Another fight broke out, and well, all that was left of my asst. manager was a pile of smoldering ashes.
So, I�d like your opinion: what should we do with him? We�re too afraid to fire the man, and we�re really unsure ourselves. Your speedy response would be greatly appreciated!
ls
Attachment
Now, here�s one of the complaint cards that Mr. Smallguy sent:
I�d really like to speak to the manager about this, but I guess this�ll have to do. I�m writing in response to the way I was treated at your drive-through window yesterday. When I was ordering, the man at the window was constantly telling me to hurry up or he�d order the next car to pull through. When I got to the window, he began to call me such things as (edit), (edit), and even (edit)! I was appalled! Not to mention, my order was completely wrong as well.
The response to the memo by Smallguy was recived soon after it was sent. The President told the manager to promote Vegeta to the position of asst. manager. Not the best idea in my opinion, but apparently this guy wasn�t very intelligent.
So, what became of the man that only BK would hire? After his promotion, he started ignoring his orders and commanded everyone else around while he lounged in the break room. A spy even got pictures of him prancing around in a BK crown! And he�s the Prince of Saiyans; for shame! Talk about a power trip.
In the end, Vegeta was fired, and a 100ft restraining order was filed against him. Unfortunately, Asians only use the metric system, so he ignored the order.
In unrelated news, the Beijing Burger King spontaneously burst into flames a couple nights ago. The cause of the fire is still unknown. Those investigators can look forever; they�ll never know what happened�
