“Hey Hank, I’ve been trying to reach Tighearnán all day about something. Do you have any advice?”
“T-oh- y’mean Tear? Yeah… ya get one question per day with him. He’s, unfortunately, that busy. Oh, and lemme see the question, too.”
The senior-level computer repair technician, Hank, locked his computer and jumped out of his chair to see the computer screen of Sammohini, a junior-level computer repair technician that had joined his team some months back.
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“Thanks for the lesson yesterday afternoon, Hank! I, uhh… have a question for you, if you don’t mind, about…” The recently-hired computer helpdesk technician paused after self-doubt made her realize she’d been rambling. “No worries. Please, feel free to sit down. I’ve got a minute. What’s up?” She looked around, found the guest chair in Hank’s cube, politely sat down, and flipped open her large notepad to a section that had a circle around it.
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“Thanks for showing me around, Hank! I’ve never been over to the Surgery department before! Well, other than on a tour… I would’ve got lost…!”
Two computer repair technicians walked through a white corridor.
“No worries, Sammohini. Let’s say hello to the charge nurse first, just in case there’s a last-minute booking before we gown up.”
They arrived at a window cut into the wall.
“Namaste, Sona. We’re doing surgery on OR3’s mouse.”
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The young computer repair technician crawled back to her workstation after a delicious chicken curry lunch to a fury of important messages:
Hi, Sammohini…I cannot get logged in.
Sent from my eScribe ES2001K“
Messe Business message from Nessa Shailaja:
can you go see dr duce ASAP
her computer crashed
she has a meeting in like 10 min.
Voicemail: “Hey, Sammohini, Nessa. Dr. Duce needs her computer fixed ASAP. I’ll try paging you. Okay, bye-e!”
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Two computer repair technicians at Eville Medical were packing up for the evening. One was upbeat, with stylish clothing, while the other, dressed in plain black, looked tired.
“Doesn’t feel like I made a dent in my workload. What a waste.”
“Aww, don’t say that, Hank! You helped me out a lot! Err-umm… I took some of that time from you, so I’ll help you out tomorrow!”
“No worries, Sammohini.”
“…Can I ask you something?”
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The computer repair technician was typing an email before hearing…
“Yeah, I’m back,”
Sammohini’s colleague at Eville Medical, Hank, had a crackling voice,
A violent cough disrupted the phone conversation.
Sammohini saved the email, locked her workstation, and rushed over.
trashcan between his shoes,
and Hank huddled over the trashcan.
Depressing the mute button, “so our W7000Ks have a- hhoughhh!”
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“We’ve gotta hot one, Sammohini. Wanna swing up to fix a printer with me?”
“Huh?” The junior computer repair technician stopped typing. “Oh, yeah, sure!”
Hank held a large circular toner cartridge like it was a bazooka.
“Let’s blast,” he pretended to shoot the toner-bazooka, dramatically recoiling, “this one outta the water!”
She chuckled, looked at her screens momentarily, re-read the email she was typing, clicked “Send,” locked her computer, then ran to catch up.
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