Brandon Abrams
Ms. Morrell
English III Honors
September 28, 2012
Jonathan took a long sip of his black Starbucks espresso while he read
that week’s edition of The Economist. He had just finished the article
entitled “China and Japan’s Power Grab for the South China Sea.” He had a
long day ahead of him in his office. You see, his law firm had just
gotten the contract to work with Abrams Information Systems and Bomhard
Technologies, Inc. to form a new company. Jonathon, being the managing
partner of his firm’s mergers and acquisitions sector, knew that this
would be a challenging merger due to the controversy surrounding both
company’s role in an insider trading scandal that rocked the financial
markets last year.
As
Jonathan put on his charcoal grey suit trousers he mentally prepared
himself for the day ahead. He knew that the head’s of both companies had
a somewhat friendly relationship but that it was deteriorating quickly.
Jonathan had to work quickly in order to ensure the merger went
successfully. He picked out a white french-cuff dress shirt from his
closet and fastened the buttons one by one. After completing this he
tucked in his shirt and went to find cufflinks. He chose his power pair
that fastened his shirt with gold squares adorned with black diamonds.
After successfully putting in each cufflink he went to find a suitable
tie for his endeavor. Knowing it was a power suit day he took down a
Zegna red paisley and expertly tied a double windsor knot. He fastened
his side-adjusters, laced up his brogues, and threw on his jacket.
While
walking out the door of his 38th story apartment he puffed up his
pocket square. As he walked down he left a name-displayer in the lobby
to one of his new neighbors so that she could call him with her legal
issues she spoke about last night. He hopped into his private
VIP-carrier and set out to catch his prey on the mean streets of
Manhattan. He got out of the luxury mobile he so aptly named upon
purchase and strutted into Trump Tower, where the negotiations would
take place.
Taking
the vertical-lift up to the top floor he eyed the Donald himself.
Jonathan and Mr. Trump went back a long time and frequently played golf
together during the summer in the Caymans. He threw a casual salute and
swaggered into the boardroom. But then, staring him down from across the
table sat Nathan. Nathan, a skinny ambulance-chasing pink shirt wearing
“attorney,” had never been Jonathan’s favorite compadre. Nathan was the
Lex Luthor to Jonathan’s Superman and he knew it. His constant
harassment of Jonathan got inside Jonathan’s head like none other could
do. Nathan got up and pushed his button-concealer along his shirt,
moving it into place. Jonathan motioned for a handshake but Nathan
simply looked away. It was all Jonathan could do to not smack this
sarcasm-spewer. They all sat down with the heads of the two companies
and started negotiations.
Negotiations pressed on for the coming weeks. Counsel on both sides
were locked in disputes regarding the allocation of stock options.
Nathan escalated his stickler-status and further cemented Jonathan’s
image of him. The talks drained Jonathan emotionally, physically, and
mentally with every decision complicated by the two side’s disputes.
Jonathan collected a plethora of legal arguments from law-pages and
scholarly-briefs but nothing could harm the seemingly indestructible
Nathan. It was with this in mind that Jonathan realized the only way to
defeat Nathan was with the power of will.
As Jonathan prepared the next day he spoke to his latest client, the
woman neighbor, and realized that the merger was taking time out of the
things that really mattered in his life. He grew distant from his family
and friends and wanted to get back to what really made him happy in
life. As he slipped on his leather-slippers and walked downstairs a
thought ran through his mind: “focus on the subsidiaries.” So as
Jonathan walked into the boardroom which he once reigned king over he
hammered subsidiaries in that day’s discussions.
While Nathan was a Harvard educated people-defender he lacked the
subsidiary knowledge that the Yale tutored Jonathan had. Jonathan went
back and forth across a multitude of smaller companies comprised within
the two major conglomerates. Eventually, Nathan was forced to concede to
Jonathan’s prowess and the two companies merged.
Abrams-Bomhard Systems was now official and Jonathan had won the war.
He was proclaimed Forbes's “Top Negotiator Under 30” and left Nathan
criticized by his peers. Moving forward, Nathan had to take a job at a
local firm and was later fired due to professional misconduct. Nathan
also lost his arm in a car accident and, having already been mortally
wounded by his defeat to Jonathan, checked into a personal-care home.
Jonathan, on the contrary, achieved massive rewards from his Executive
partner and brought honor to his family. It was clear, from that point
forward, that Jonathan was the top dog when it came to company mergers.
side-adjusters = belt
name-displayer = business card
VIP-carrier = limo
vertical-lift = elevator
ambulance-chasing = personal injury law
button-concealer = tie
sarcasm-spewer = jerk
law-pages = textbooks
scholarly-briefs = journals
leather-slippers = loafers
people-defender = attorney
personal-care = nursing home
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