Martin Collins was called to see the Managing Director. Martin worked for a large software consultancy. His three-month probationary period was nearly up and he hoped to be offered a full time contract. Martin had been a Communications Officer in the army and had found it difficult to find a steady job since leaving the forces, although he is still only twenty-seven years old.
He knocked on the door of the Managing Director's office. Marie Smith let him in and shut the door behind him. Marie Smith was in her early forties, not an unattractive woman with long dark hair, but very sour and aloof with her workers. Her office was very spick and span, not a thing out of place.
Marie sat in a chair behind a very large dark oak desk. She gestured Martin to sit down which he did. Marie looked across the desk at Martin and explained that it was unlikely the company would offer Martin a permanent contract. Martin said he would undertake any additional training required and would do anything to keep his job.
Marie leant back in her chair and asked if anything meant anything, to which Martin replied it did. Marie said the situation could be resolved right here and now. Marie continued and told Martin he must strip naked right there in the office in front of her.
Martin was shocked, he could tell by Marie's tone that she was deadly serious. "I'll report you," Martin finally blurted out. Marie callously laughed and said who would believe him.
Martin realised the vulnerability of his situation. All he could say was would he keep his job? Marie said he would and again ordered him to strip. Martin stood up and for some reason looked around nervously. He asked what if somebody were to come in. Marie said she would deal with it. A third time she told him to strip.
