Deputy Director Ferguson absently tapped his pencil on his desk as he frowned at his computer screen.
The intercom beeped.
Yes?
Agent Asurance to see you, sir.
Send her in.
Ferguson leaned back in his chair as Agent Arin Asurance entered his office, her pink hair shining brightly in the fluorescent light, and closed the door behind her.
Please take a seat, Agent Asurance.
Speaking of taking a seat, have you sat down to compare car insurance prices?
Ferguson sighed. Yes, Agent Asurance, I have. But were not here to talk about auto insurance, were here to talk about your performance.
But with Asurance, you always get great performance!
Ferguson raised an eyebrow. Were talking about you, Agent, not car insurance. He held up a hand to forestall her insurance-related comment. What was your last assignment, Agent?
I showed a bunch of people how to save money on car insurance!
No, actually, your last assignment was to stop Dr. Insano from activating his latest invention. Do you recall Dr. Insano, Agent?
I sure do! He saved time and money with Asurance!
Actually, yes he did. Then once you left, he disintegrated the Isle of Malta. Were you unclear on your orders, Agent?
No, sir! I tell everyone everywhere I go about Asurance!
Ferguson stared at Agent Asurance for a moment, drumming his fingers on his desk. Agent Asurance, you are a highly trained government operative with top secret clearance, access to the most sophisticated technology in the world and a license to kill. Dont you think it would be odd that we would send you out to tell people about car insurance?
But Asurance also covers boats, motorcycles, mopeds, scooters, snow mobiles, unicycles, and jet skis!
I guess not. Ferguson loosened his tie. Agent, if it were up to me, I would have you immediately removed from duty and confined to a psychiatric ward until our top doctors could figure out what was wrong with you. However, the Director likes you. Apparently, you saved him a bunch of money on his car insurance. Therefore, I will give you one last chance.
Ferguson picked up a file from his desk and tossed it to Agent Asurance. Doctor General Baron von Jones has escaped from prison and is rebuilding his organization. We dont know what his plan is, but if its anything like the last fourteen-times, he will be trying to construct any army of killer zombots. Find him, destroy his base, and bring him to justice. Any questions?
No, sir! Agent Asurance is on the case!
Good. Now remember Agent, youre a highly trained spy and assassin. Do not leave if he buys Asurance.
Right, Chief! Ill be sure to tell him about all the cash he can save with Asurance!
With that, Agent Asurance was out the door and gone. Deputy Director Ferguson leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temples. The clock read 11:38. He reached for the intercom.
Sandy, Im going to take an early lunch.
But, Agent Watchtower is here to see you, sir.
Ferguson groaned and then took a deep breath. Send him in.
Morning, sir! said Agent Watchtower, as he opened the door. Can I offer you a pamphlet?
I hate my life, muttered Ferguson.
Cheers,
-Jason
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3 comments:
Hehehe
How wonderfully zany.
Has some one been receiving too many door to door "salesmen" lately? :D
They can be VERY persistant. I actually tolerated the speel of a couple once, just to see what their argument was and to debate it (yes I know I know) and although I've never admitted them since they STILL call round five years later!
Nah, I don't answer the door (or the phone for that matter). I occasionally get the urge to mess with them, but they're just doing their (albeit annoying) job.
Actually, it just occured to me that you might not get the specific commercials I'm spoofing over in England.
The character is Erin Esurance, a 'special agent' who spends all her time talking about car insurance. Do a Google search and you'll see what I mean.
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