Hold on a second – she hasn’t been implanted with the translator thing – how does she understand Qwerty?
Also, my company recently moved from cubicles to long rows of connected worktables with one-foot-high dividers between each seat. I never thought anything could be worse than cubicles, or even worse than the study desks at the university library. I’m so job-hunting.
Quiet voice! Use the quite voice! 🙂
I HATE freakin’ cubie world! No such thing as privacy!
Hold on a second – she hasn’t been implanted with the translator thing – how does she understand Qwerty?
Also, my company recently moved from cubicles to long rows of connected worktables with one-foot-high dividers between each seat. I never thought anything could be worse than cubicles, or even worse than the study desks at the university library. I’m so job-hunting.
Details, details! Actually I had planned on a strip or two about that subject, but I had forgotten about this strip so that’s shot now.
Maybe they spoke English while on Earth?… yeah… that’s the ticket.
Also sorry about your work space. Blurgh! Good luck in your hunt.
Hey, at least they don’t have to worry about Don spilling the beans on them. XD