Making 208 copies is not a big deal. Making 208 copies in small batches and then not losing track of which exhibits you've copied and then re-arranging them in the four stacks needed for a hearing while you're running back and forth from the copier to the conference room to the telephone to the boss' desk is good exercise, even if it doesn't get your heart rate up. I swear I can feel it in my calves.
And of course, the point is not to give the administrative assistant her exercise, but for Bosstopus to be able to say whatever the legalese equivalent of "Oh yeah? See here! And so's yer mama!" when opposing counsel comes in with all guns blazing over the things his client has alleged about our client. HA!
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Good for you. :)
At least you get to use a copy machine. Imagine if you had to use a manual typewriter and carbon paper.
(And in a useless side note, my word verification was xzozit. I might change my name to that.)
Will it be pronounced "Bird"?
No, it will be pronounced, "Throatwarbler Mangrove."
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