The Problem with Nepotism

The problem with nepotism is that it makes it easier for people who want to kill you to become employed at the same company in which you work.

Kelsey's Angry Fiancé will be starting work at my company on Monday as a Brand Manager.  

I suppose I knew this all along, but Kelsey is not the sharpest tool in the shed. She is, however, a really hot piece of ass, which always outweighs.... Well, just about any other factor [reference How to Get Inside Your Enemy's Head (and Mouth)]. 

I asked Kelsey why she would help her angry fiancé get a job at our company. Forget about the fact that he wants to kill me-- she's still trying to fuck me on the side and now it's going to be that much more difficult to pull off with an angry fiancé in the same building all the live-long day. 

Her answer: I didn't think about that...

Kelsey's Angry Fiancé working at the same company presents several problems:

• He wants to murder me
• I can't easily fuck his fiancée right under his nose
• They both still think I'm Kornfeld, the Director of Finance

Now that third little item might have worked in my favor when Kelsey's Angry Fiancé didn't work at the company. But now, it's only a matter of time before they both figure out that I'm not who I said I was.

Kelsey has not figured it out yet only because, again, she's not the brightest bulb on the tree. But her angry fiancé will take no time at all, I'm sure.  

This may also raise some red flags for Blair. Especially when it becomes known that Kelsey does not, in fact, have a thing for Kornfeld. Blair does not need to be told that Kelsey has a thing for me; she just needs to know that Kelsey doesn't have a thing for anyone else. Because that puts me on the market for the new girl. 

Blair will be the least of my concerns. For once. I'm reasonably sure the new Brand Manager will not actually attempt to kill me. However, he may try to make my life a living hell once he figures out who I really am. 

Just when I break down the Berlin Wall of my arch enemy Fiona the Cunt, another one goes up. And I won't be able to fuck this wall down, I can tell you that right now.

He'll be in orientation on Monday which gives me one day of reprieve before the onslaught.  I guess I'd better come up with my counterattack. 

Fuck.