No Boundaries Scarsdale

Tonight we played No Boundaries by Marc Hobbs and discovered that the Boundaries Books in Scarsdale was barely hanging on, and our four flawed employees weren’t going to turn it around. None of us—Mike the anti-corporate environmental activist, Cuddles the store’s cheetah mascot, Abbott the faux punk shelver killing time, and Barbara the information-desk hacker—were going to lift a hand to bring the store back from the dead. Corporate tried cutting staff, team-building retreats, selling used electronics, and promoting from within, but it was all for naught. When Stewart the district manager came around in the fourth quarter, we blackmailed him into giving each of us a lifeline (using a sex tape we made of him with the store’s manager), but we still all ended up out of a job when Boundaries closed its doors for good after the Christmas rush.