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Nice Suit. Would a Snake
Wear Such a Nice Suit?
Fred led the group to O’Hare’s tavern after work that night. He
started a tab and ordered a round of drinks for everyone from the
company. As more people arrived, there were cheers and high-fives as
coworkers rejoiced about their good fortune. Fred raised his glass in a
toast. Silence spread over the group as everyone turned toward him
with a raised glass: “The Pit Bull is dead. Long live the Pit Bull!” he
shouted to the glee of everyone there.
“Hear, hear!” they cheered as glasses were emptied and bursts of
laughter and applause overtook the room. There was not a sad person
in the place that night; quite a change from most Friday nights at
O’Hare’s over the past two years.
Things at the company had been good up until the Pit Bull
arrived. Raises were excellent, bonuses generous, working condi-