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Friday, July 23, 2004

hi, nina? i work down the hall, i'm m--

i know who you are. you do work for me, after all.

well, yes, indirectly, i wasn't sure if, well, anyway. i hate to bother you--

and i hate to be bothered. what is it?

but i was wondering, i don't know who's in charge of this, but the interns have been sitting in the cof-- connection lounge for the last day or so, and i was wondering where they should go?

i'll tell you where they can go, for all i care.

beg your pardon?

those kids humiliated me at the DRAD dinner. if i see them again before this summer is over it will be far too soon.

um, i can hardly imagine what they could have done. they've been nothing but polite since they've been here.

yes, polite. 'polite' is a charming personal quality, i'm sure. but, frankly, we are not trying to demonstrate to the business community that we're augmenting our headcount of polite employees. i should have known when i assigned their recruitment to roger that the entire project would get utterly-- well. if you're so concerned with their well being, why don't you figure something out.

me?

yes. they need a program coordinator, now that you mention it. and since i wash my hands of it and since roger is obviously, well, roger... you are the new DARP coordinator. effective immediately. you report to me on this.

i'm actually already pretty--

wonderful. let me know what you work out. or not.

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