Sisters, Friends, and Lovers - Book Two
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Chapter 34: Termination
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I posited, “You don’t think my presence might provoke him further?” I asked Brenda Davis, the head of HR for the Rocky Mountain Division of TCI. She just informed Jane and me that Joe Collard, the man Jane was about to terminate even though her was the head of the division, was a ticking time bomb. Both women wanted me in the room when the message got delivered.
Brenda responded, “I’m sure of it, but he won’t know where you’re coming from, or really why you’re there, he might also end up being more reserved. I hope that’ll be the case.”
“How about we also arrive with a couple of security guards?” I suggested.
Brenda said, “Good idea, but I don’t want them in the room when he’s being let go.”
Ten minutes later, the elevator doors opened and five of us stepped out onto ultra-plush carpeting: Brenda, Jane, two security guards (the biggest and meanest looking individuals we could find), and me. I noted that the guards were armed and also carried the standard stuff on their belts that regular police did, including batons and handcuffs.
Brenda led us to the door of Joe Collard’s office. His secretary stood as we got there, apparently about to act as a gatekeeper for our unexpected crowd. Then suddenly, I think she realized that something serious was about to happen. She nodded to Brenda, and gestured to Collard’s office door; “He’s in there alone going over some reports ahead of a meeting that’s to start in twenty minutes.”
In a brusque tone, Brenda said to her, “Cancel the meeting, and please leave us alone.” She gestured to the two guards, and they took up positions on either side of Collard’s door. Brenda knocked, and then walked in without waiting for a ‘Come in’ from within.
Jane and I followed, Jane quickly and bravely moving to be the point person. I tried to look as though I belonged there in some strong-arm role. I crossed my arms, hoping my body language got to him. I briefly wondered if I’d break my hand again.
Joe rose from behind his desk and came around to greet us. He started a smile and some kind of introductory remarks. “Brenda, and Jane – I heard you were coming in to review projects, and ... I’m afraid I don’t know who you are. I’m Joe Collard, but you probably know that.” He put out his hand in my direction, and I ignored it but moved to where I was slightly behind the two women yet in a position to move forward with a body check. The point wasn’t lost on him, and his smile vanished instantly.
Jane announced bluntly, “Mr. Collard, I was here on other business, but that work has been eclipsed by a request I received this morning from headquarters.” I noticed her use of his surname.
Joe frowned. He nodded for her to continue with an increasingly serious look on his face. I could see he was about to be blindsided by the next sentence or two.
Jane continued, “I have been asked to relieve you of your duties. You are hereby and immediately terminated as a TCI employee. The termination is for cause, specifically issues that the Chairman and President have previously talked to you about – to wit, sexual harassment of women under you.”
Brenda immediately spoke up in a crisp voice that left no room for argument, “You may collect the personal things from your office. I am to immediately collect your access cards, keys, and assume responsibility for your company car. We will arrange for a taxi to take you home. Please pack up immediately. Your last paycheck will be issued later today and deposited as normal into your account. You are no longer a TCI employee and are no longer welcome on any property owned by the company.”
The color in Joe’s neck rose and then his face turned scarlet in rage. He nearly screamed, “I told those men that charges against me were trumped up and an attempt to discredit me.”
Jane said, “I’m afraid they’re not trumped up, as you say. You’ve had a string of sexual harassment accusations, too many to ignore. You present a huge liability to TCI, more than you are worth. Last week you were videoed in one of your assaults, an assault sufficiently physical to be worthy of felony charges and serious jail time. This was the final straw, and the evidence is impossible to ignore, particularly for someone like you in such a senior and sensitive position. Terminating you is a decision made unanimously by the board of directors and the executive committee. I am their representative in this termination because I am the next most senior person present at this location today.”
Brenda had gone to the door and invited the two guards inside. I noted that two cardboard boxes had mysteriously appeared beside the door.
Joe came around the desk almost at a run. Steam surged out of his nostrils like that of a bull. He raised his clenched fist to take a swing at Jane. Just as he passed me, I stuck my foot out to slow him down. Joe started to swing, but my move had stopped his forward progress. His swing fell about a foot short of Jane’s face as she backed away in fear. Joe stumbled into the plush carpeting.
I grabbed Joe’s outstretched right arm and pulled it up behind him with my good arm. “Mr. Collard, hitting a woman is not an honorable thing to do. I think this is why you are in trouble in the first place.”
Collard spat out, “She’s no woman. She’s a fucking cunt. Get out. Get out now.” He wasn’t exactly in a position to give command with me kneeling on one of his legs and holding his arm behind arm.
I twisted his arm until he moaned, “Okay. Okay. Let me go.”
“Will you be peaceful or do we need the taser?” I saw that one of the guards had his taser drawn.
“I’ll be peaceful.”
I let go of Collard’s arm, and he stood. No sooner was he erect than he turned to take a swing at me. Just as his fist connected with the side of my head, I heard a loud pop and a sizzle. Right in front of me, Collard’s entire body went rigid, his eyes rolled up in his head, and he fell face first into the carpet again. That had to hurt. The two wires from the taser stretched to the firing device in the nearest guard’s hand. The electrode darts were clearly embedded in Collard’s back, and his entire body twitched violently on the floor as something like 20,000-volts surged through his body.
I rubbed my face, and Jane came and made appropriate gestures of tenderness and sympathy to my getting clobbered by the angry man. Fortunately, the blow had come at a glancing angle.
I heard Brenda instruct the guards, “Handcuff him. Feet too. Put him on the sofa. Get his secretary in here.”
As Joe’s body slowly stopped twitching from being tasered, the two guards handcuffed his hands behind his back, shackled his feet, and then hoisted him up and set him on the sofa. One guard left the room and returned a few minutes later with Joe’s secretary.
Brenda pulled the secretary aside, apparently told her what the situation was, and asked her to pack up Joe’s personal effects. The woman looked scared to death, but complied with Brenda’s instructions. As she did, Joe struggled to get free of the cuffs, and then started to scream obscenities at each of us including his secretary, telling her not to touch ‘his stuff’. For the most part, we ignored him.
Brenda conversed with one of the guards at length. Soon another guard arrived with two additional boxes that his secretary filled. When all seemed packed, the guards pulled Collard into an upright stance and marched him out to the elevator, hampered by the shackles on his feet that kept him from kicking anyone but only let him move one-foot forward in any single step. One guard produced a hand truck that we loaded with his possessions, and wheeled to the elevator. The other two guards carried the remaining boxes. Brenda explained that instead of a taxi, Collard would be driven home in handcuffs in a TCI security car with several guards – armed with guns and tasers. At that point, he would be released with his possessions.
Jane, Brenda, and I ended up standing in Collard’s office watching out the window with probably a thousand others at various TCI windows as he was put into the back seat in cuffs and shackles, and driven away.
Brenda said, “Well, I’ve got some damage control to do. Jane, you’re in charge of this division for the time being.”
Jane started sputtering, “WAIT. In charge? What do you mean? Isn’t there a number two? I thought I was only doing this because I was the most senior ranked person on premises.”
Brenda shook her head. “Nope, tag, you’re it. His ego was too big, so he never groomed a successor. There’s quite a gap in management. We were always on him about that, but never succeeded.”
“But ... I have a job back in New Jersey ... that I love. I live there ... not here. I have commitments there ... I’m...”
Brenda interrupted, “I was told this morning that you were taking over the region for the time being. I suggest you talk to the President or Chairman or someone about what they have in play for you. I’m sorry for the suddenness of this news, but I’m only a bit player in this whole situation at this point.”