https://herschelsterling.com/#cat-uncle-plasma Pete gets a call from work as he’s walking home from his eventful shift at work. “Pete, we have a situation we can’t discuss with you on the phone. Where are you?” His supervisor, Gary asked. “I’m about halfway home, on foot.” He said. “Can you turn around and get back in here for a consult. I’d say it’s advisable, my guess is you know what it’s about.” Gary says. “Yeah, Gary… I’m thinking it might be a good idea if I have a lawyer with me.” Pete says. "Well, let me say this… if you have a lawyer with you, it will imply that there’s an issue. I can tell you that’s not a scenario anyone here wants. On the other hand, I’ll bet your concern for your own safety is probably on your mind.” Gary said. “Jeez. I can’t stop thinking about it.” Pete replied. “Ok” Gary says “Only a couple of people know what is going on, and there are some people already here to speak to you. Simultaneously, everyone on the floor knows that something is happening, but they don’t know any details, they only know it has to do with you. Somehow the word got out that there was a dangerous event last night, don’t ask me how that leaked.” “Wow, thanks Gary.” Pete says. “So, what happens when you get here is you’ll say hi to the folks on the floor, and people will see that you’re OK. And, you’ll say nothing to them except the usual greetings and that you feel great.” Gary says. “Then you’ll come up to my office.” “I think I still want to talk to my lawyer friend.” Pete says. “I would call him and have him meet you here, but I doubt there’s a need to have him delay things if he’s late. We just want to get some things cleared up and make sure you’re OK. You’ll probably have to sign some things.” Gary says. “I trust you Pete. We trust you, we don’t want to fear the worst right now. I really don’t think it’s necessary.” “I’m feeling extremely cautious right now, Gary.” Pete says. “That’s only natural, Pete. You’re not a dumb guy.” “I’m feeling kinda dumb right now. Here’s what. I’m gonna call my guy right now, then stop and get a sammy. Then I’ll get right there.” Pete says. “These guys are willing to send a car for you.” Gary says. “Nope. I’ll see you inside 40 minutes.” Pete hangs up. Pete gets on the phone with his lawyer friend, Gerald. He gives him the essential info about how he exposed himself to something proprietary, and avoids any more detail than that. Gerald agrees to meet him at work, ASAP. At the gas station, Pete’s looking at the breakfast sandwiches. He grabs a Sausage, egg and cheese on an english muffin and a coffee. He checks his pocket for a mayo packet and he has one. “Don’t you want to heat that up Mr. Phillips?” The college age cashier says. “Yeah, I got it.” Pete says grinning. When the young person gives him the change, he places one dollar in his shirt pocket, and shoves the rest in his pants pocket. Outside, as Pete walks away, he plasmafies the sammy, opens the wrapper, and gets his mayo melted all into it. “This is so awesome”. He says aloud. Everyone should try this. As he’s walking, he finishes his snack and coffee, and he gets a text from Gerald. “Half hour out” The text reads. Now Pete knows how much time he has to kill, he’s less than a block from work. Inside, Pete goes straight to the floor and makes some rounds, making sure some key people see him, and making sure they know he’s in great health and in a good mood. Then he heads up the stairs to the catwalk and the office. The shades of the office are fully closed, he’s never seen them like that. Pete approaches the door “C’mon in, Pete!” Gary says. Inside the office are Gary, the owner, Melisa the owner rep, and three stereotypical men in black suits, sitting altogether, on the couch. “Everything OK Pete? How are you feeling.” Mr Addison, the owner asks. “I feel OK, nothing really out of the ordinary. Who are these guys” Pete faces the suit guys on the couch. “These are some… clients… They have some questions for you about the interference from the surveillance cameras last night.” Melisa says. “Interference?” Pete asks. One of the black suit guys speaks up. “There was interference from last night’s feed, Mr. Phillips, we weren’t able to get any clear footage in a specific timeframe, so what we want to know is any details we may have missed. Then you can just sign these papers to fill in the blanks of what was missed.” Pete looks at Gary. “He’s being cryptic, right?" Gary smiles and lowers his head. The black suit guy continues. “Mr. Philips, we need you to tell us what happened in the space provided on line 17. Do you see that?” Pete sees a one-inch space in the middle of a sentence on line 17. He double takes at the black suit guys. “Let me look this over.” He says as he takes off his jacket. Pete reviews the papers, it’s a page and a half, and it basically states that nothing in the past 36 hours happened, including this meeting, and if there is no disclosure regarding the evening the camera missed, and if he agrees to periodic medical check-ins, he’ll continue to see bonuses on his checks. “I guess I can live with this.” Pete says. “What can my lawyer know? I think there should be a third party.” “It’s only fair.” Gary says. The rest of them look at each other. They don’t like it but they agree. “You can’t give him any details.” The black suit guy says. “He’s a legal witness only. Is he on his way?” “Any second.” Pete says. “Have you had any strange experiences, anything anomalous?” A second of the three black suit guys asks. “Well, considering nothing happened last night… no.” Pete answers. The three black suit guys look at each other. Just then Gerald knocks on the door, and comes in. Pete takes the dollar from his shirt and gives it to Gerald. “This is my client, Pete Phillips. My name is Gerald Melton.” “I only need you to sign on with me as a witness. I’ve agreed to their terms.” Pete fills in the letters “N.A.” for not applicable on line 17. He signs the bottom. Gerald gives it a quick once over. “You sure, Pete? What can you tell me?” Gerald asks. “You’re a witness Mr. Melton, nothing more.” Black suit guy one says. Gerald signs. The second black suit guy chirps up again. “Mr. Phillips, I’m a Doctor. You agreed just now that you’d have a medical check-in upon request. I’m going to ask you again. Anything anomalous happen since last night, after nothing out of the ordinary occurred?” Pete looks at the office desk. He grabs a brass paperweight. He holds it with both hands under his jacket. He extends his arm out to the Dr. black suit guy. “Don’t grab this.” Pete says. The black suit guy grips it and there’s a sizzle. “Ahhch s**t!” He screams, shaking his hand in pain. “I won’t tell if you won’t.” Pete says. 1251 Words https://herschelsterling.com/#cat-uncle-plasma This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit commercialherschel.substack.com/subscribe