"Ok, so what you'll do is you'll press this button here to upload recently recieved documents to our server. After that, they'll be transported to your hard drive via trilight technology, and your hardware will process the information. Unless, of course, the source is Florida. They send us documents via the U.S. Postal Service which, as far as I'm aware, exists for no other purpose. So anyway, those you can just feed into the scanning device on your multi-purpose abdominal shelf, and boom - that should be it. Of course, if you determine that any of them are not relevant to your work, you can dump them in the shred bin over by the memorial to the victims of the 2032 pocket collapse. Does that make sense?"
"Affirmative"
"Ok, so a quick rundown of rules. Let's see, you can charge yourself 15 minutes per day, anything beyond that is your own responsibility. Once a week, we will have a group charge in the conference room/rebel-human-torture-chamber. For security reasons we shut down our teleportation station during business hours, so if you need to take off early or run some errands just make sure you request to use it, otherwise you may be disintegrated on contact. Your work is being closely monitored, and once you sign this consent form I can explain what it means to be "Witmered." I think that's enough for now. Does that cover it or do you have a question?"
"Affirmative."
"Affirmative that covers it, or affirmative you have a question?"
"Affirmative I have a question."
"Ok, be my guest. I'd be happy to answer."
"Who is the 90 year old cougar?"
Friday, December 14, 2007
December 14, 2060: I'm 80 Years Old, I Still Work at MARI, and I'm Training the New TZ-118 BioSent Android
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