You were never management material, little man. Just another underperformer.. too small, too weak, too forgettable. So I made your size match your worth. A zap of my shrink-ray and you’re only inches tall… perfect for a desk ornamentor snack! I tower above you in black and red heels, laughing as you squeak out excuses before I decide whether to crush or swallow you. You wanted a promotion? You’re getting digestion. Welcome to corporate downsizing.. Dolores style!
