Join Melie, HR manager, on her desperate search for solutions to the messes boiling over in Axis Mundi Medical Center. You will laugh but is it funny to her? Why can’t those buttock-groping doctors and their flaky staff just get along? As she tries to seize control, and incidentally get a life, she runs into a little murder here, a cancer there, a mystery man, rivals that are not always human, like Gladys, the first parrot-woman gladiator. She won’t quit until she has it all—the hunk, the macaw, her life work—and neither will you!
The doc goes down to HR,
He gives them a talking-to,
“I want her out and that is that,
Just tell me what to do.”
Mel’s at her post and comatose,
It’s been a day and a half,
When doc starts to talk about kidneys and such,
All she can do is laugh.
Let me say a word about MC*
Why beat around the bush?
It’s part madness and pure lunacy,
Some days you just pinch yourself in the tush!
The doc by Mel was put on track
He thanked her so profusely,
Patting her cheek and eying her chest,
And planning to treat her loosely.
“Your ass, I’ll haul in court, you dud,
If you so much as touch me
If you wanna be able to use that degree,
You better say you’re sorry!”
Dream Job: Wacky Adventures of an HR Manager
When Melie looked up and saw Merry Terry slapping her thigh and even dour Lucille laughing, she decided they’d had enough fun and abruptly sat back down without finishing. Poor Geena was left standing, but with her usual aplomb, grabbed another glass of wine, tossed her golden mane over her shoulder, and led a toast: “To another wonderful year at Axis Mundi.”