Continued from here
The morning goes by slowly. I have been filing A-35JZ forms in triplicate all morning. One in the Alpha file, one in the Date file and one in the Subject file. I am not sure why, I thought the Republic had everything on Datapads. So much for the paperless office that Microsith promised.
My “duty officer”, Ensign Kip comes in to glare at me.
“Are you a flippin’ Idiot! You have filed the A-35JZ under Parts. Geez, why would you do that?”
“Because the A-35JZ is a request for Speeder parts.” I reply in my best “don’t kill this man” voice.
“Then you should file it under Transportation, you freakin’ moron. Why do I get all the dumb ones? Gosh!!” Ensign Kip hissed at me. “Just take this cart of file and photocopy them.”
I grab the cart and start down the hall, but not before hearing “Ugh! Idiot!” from the Ensign.
Half an hour later I am back at Ensign Kips office. “Umm… Sir, there was a problem with the copier.”
Ensign Kip walks out and starts to ask “What is freakin wrong now, I was just chatting with Corellian babes on the holonet and ….”
“Something is the matter with the toner I think.” I try to explaine