Global Market Gladiator Pillows

"A Japanese company will deliver them to us for �6.75 a thousand."

'Manager. . . Commander. . . Chieftain. . . King!'

Rage.

"Well, it looks like the merger is off."

I only root so hard for my time because I hate your team so much.

Bad for you but to die for

"Oh dear...I don't think negotiations are going too well..."

His family thought he'd been wasting his life, but Steve Wiebe was about to prove everyone wrong.

"I feel your pain."

"Well, it's unanimous. Instead of going out of business quietly, with dignity and grace, we've decided to end things killer asteroid-style, taking as many of our competitors with us as possible!"

"When you've been here as long as I have, you'll start to burn out"

'Dog eat dog.'

'I'm telling ya, it's a jungle out there.'

"Everything's gone up."

"Impressive, yes, but what exactly is a black belt in cookery?"

They loved the presentation on competing in the marketplace.

"I know I should have gotten a cart, but I can't give up now."

'Next on 'evening shouting match'...is it a bull or bear market?'

'So far we're holding off overseas competition.'

'So...worked in 'IT' long?'

"Do we want to tackle this head on, or just stun it with a glancing blow until Monday?"

'I'm calling you out, account to account.'

"The quicksand was corporate's idea. I wanted to fire you for going over my head. They wanted to send a message."

"Bye now... it's always nice to see you and little Tommy!"

'We're going to look pretty stupid if it's not a Michelin star.'

"It was your father's idea - He can't bear to miss a second of the game."

"I feel your pain. It's the least I can do for not paying you like a man."

Business cartoon showing a stressed business woman who has three urgent messages on her office door.

Boardroom Armour

'I take it this department has had conflicts.'

'We're facing a hostile takeover.'

"There goes the merger between Brigg's corporation and Ludlow industries!"

"All right, we straighten this out immediately! René threw the bouillabaisse at Jacques, no? The Jam-bon en croûte was thrown by Jacques at René, correct? The truite en gelée and the fraises des bois were thrown by François at Henri, and Henri threw the mousse au chocolat at François, and . . ."

"Just identifying weak members of the herd."

'Remember not to shirk the paperwork.'