Just sign, you need cash

You quickly flip through the contract, filling out lines and checking boxes.

As you finish, Mr. Strickland takes it from you, passes it to his secretary, and says, "Get our new employee her uniform."

"Her?" you ask. "Sir, I'm a guy."

"Did you not read the contract?"

".....no?"

"Well, the contract you just signed states that any employee in your position is a 'her'. You must wear a 'slutty secretary' outfit, and in addition to your duties as secretary you are required to sexually please any male superior."

"What the fuck?!?!? How has no one heard of this before?"

Mr. Strickland smiles. "Because I drew up the contract this morning, John. Just for you."

"How did you--?"

"Davis is my nephew. Your mom called him last night to tell him you were applying here, and he told me."