Intimidation
Crowbar splinters wood. A puff of dust sparkles in the murky beams of sunlight flowing into the musty warehouse.
Mario takes something from the crate and shows it to his captive.
“Whatcha doing with my shipment, Seymour?”
Seymour fidgets against his restraints.
“I never seen that before.”
“Oh yeah? I heard your water-cooler had no cups, and your manager was getting real thirsty.
“People had to use coffee mugs, but not everybody had one. Fighting over mugs. Mugs getting broken. Heard it was real bad.”
“You best pay up or…”
Mario slowly crumples the plastic cup in his hand.
Crackle-Snap!
I went to a party last weekend where they charged us to use their plastic cups. This seemed normal to me until I arrived home and saw, in the sober light of day, that the cup in fact came from other parties and were being re-sold.
We foresee a future where you won’t be able to get plastic cups of any kind without paying your protection money.
Thank you for this additional piece of evidence to support my thesis.
Careful, Mr R. Exposing the nefarious activities of the PCM may attract some undesirable attention from Mario and the crew…
In my new intended career as journalist, I have to start taking these risks to get the scoop.
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