Dave makes himself the boss

Dave entered the office while wishing that nobody but Charlene would notice him. He walked past Marlise the receptionist and smiled at her, contemplating all the changes he was going to make here. He soon came to Charlene's door and opened it without knocking.

His ex-boss looked up from her desk with a scowl. “What are you doing here? If you're looking for that stuff you left in your desk, I already had Sean throw it all in the dumpster.”

“I'm here because I'm supposed to be here,” said Dave. “Now go get me some coffee.”

“What?!” The blonde woman rose from her chair and walked around the desk to face Dave close up. “Why would I get you coffee, you miserable loser?!”

“Because I'm the boss and getting coffee is what secretaries do,” said Dave as he silently wished she believed him.

“What? Um. Yes sir.” Charlene backed up a step with a confused look. “Wait, you're the boss? But... the name of the company is 'Charlene Vigen Public Relations.' And I'm Charlene Vigen.”

“No you're not,” said Dave. A bowl of candy on Charlene's desk caught his eye. “Your name is Candy. There is no Charlene Vigen, she's made up like Betty Crocker, Little Debby, or Susan B. Anthony.”

“Oh, right.” Charlene looked around at the office, still quite confused. “Wait, wasn't Susan B. Anthony real?”

Dave laughed and sat down behind his new desk. “How would you know, Candy? You dropped out of high school last year. You're so dumb, I only gave you this job because you're a great cock sucker.”

Charlene's face changed slightly. She had always kept herself in great shape, so the dropping of twenty years barely affected her looks. The more significant change was the dull look in her eyes and the slack smile she took on as her mind changed from a n experienced executive to a teenage high school dropout.

“Oh yeah. You're so smart, sir. I shouldn't have tried to correct you, I'm dumb.”

“Oh, don't be so hard on yourself.” Dave leaned back in the chair and swung his feet up onto the big desk. “I know you get a little flustered around me because you're embarrassed that you're totally in love with me.”

“Sir!” squealed the blonde bimbo with a blush. “That's so... I'll get you that coffee now, sir!”

“Don't bother, Candy,” said Dave. “I have something better I want you to do.”