27\% Allie, 21\% Roxanne, 20\% Lee. Again, no idea why any of this. I guess because voting was cut off before the results were announced, so nobody could tell that Allie was actually going to win. This show hasn't been this unpredictable for a while. That's a pretty cool thing about this episode of kind of cool things mixed into the Bakhtin Word Jumble of Horror and Nasty Stuff.
Boardroom. "Lee, what went wrong?" What went wrong was that even though he did everything perfectly, they lost. Basically. Trump asks if he's surprised that they "lost so badly," and Lee redirects just like Roxanne did, to great effect: "Surprised we lost. Very." Michael gives a garbled, weirdo speech about how Lee "lost sight of the complexities" and had a flawed strategy and that Lee failed because he's not Roxanne, in so many words. Carolyn watches him like a hawk throughout this, and then just says it again: "Your concept was to have so many events...and then you didn't convert that into sales." Lee, pointlessly, lets her know that he "wholeheartedly" agrees with this assessment, just tossing the ass-kiss out into space and hoping it sticks, and she stops him dead: "This was a sales task." He goes silent.
Lee tells Trump that Michael should be fired, because he has skills in sales and didn't bother to sell, because he got too caught up in running the events. Michael is sad about that, and halfheartedly protests that this was his responsibility. Sean chimes in that he didn't sell, and I think I side with Lee and Sean. I get that Michael had shit to do, but the fact is that we saw Lee try to repurpose him into doing both, and he refused to do so, and Lee was worried by that. Meaning, it's not like they weren't standing feet from each other, or that Lee's making this all up after the fact. Trump's bored of that, though: "Eating contest? ...You eat and eat and then you're supposed to buy food after that?" Lee babbles in response, and George gets bored: "Who fixed the price?" Lee says they all did, and that the price wasn't wrong, "and here's why: I know college students. They don't carry around more than a couple of bucks in their pocket?" His diction is a huge fucking problem for me. There's a difference between the accent, which is cute, and the mush-mouthed, ignorant way the kid talks, which is not cute, and makes him seem thuggish, like those Long Island kids they always show on that MTV show where you go through three girl's bedrooms and then decide which to date based on how slutty their bedrooms are. Carolyn stops him right there: "The ladies were able to sell their products for $5 each." The Rush team, by the way, was selling at like $3. "Right," says Lee, "I understand," even though he doesn't, clearly, or he would answer the implied question there instead of nodding like he's about to "fire" Carolyn. George is like, "Eh, but don't you 'know college students'?" He says that college kids at a ball game are going to eat and drink, and they aren't going to do this with "a couple of bucks." Trump wakes up from his nap to say some stupid shit for no reason: "College students just wanna drink and have sex, isn't that right?" They smile at him, including Carolyn, but that has nothing to do with anything except for Trump's shriveled, nasty junk and how every thirty seconds it's gotta remind everybody that it's still there, or else Percival will show up and take over the company or something.