“Excuse me, sir. There is a César Chávez to see you.” Sheila announced through the intercom.

“Have him wait. “ The Boss said as the door to his office flung open.

“I’m sorry sir. He’s insistent that he see you.” Sheila struggled to hold on to César Chávez’s arm.

“As shop steward for the Union of Gods and Hosts, UGH, I formally lodge a complaint. Section 4 of the contract states, ‘The Union will receive no less than 60 days notice of Removal of any deity, demi-god, or immortal.’” César declared.

“Fine, consider this your 60 day notice.” The Boss said.

“Ah, but Section 9, states that ‘No deity, demi-god, or being with God-like powers shall be removed from office while he still has followers.’ Do you know how many Jews there are.”

“Alright! Alright! Just get back to work!” The Boss fumed.

“That whole ‘Chosen People’ thing was great for job security.” César whispered as Sheila ushered them out.