Last Break

I spent the majority of my break helping out a friend with an inventory costing problem. The customer wished to buy in bulk and sell in pieces. Luckily once she explained to the customer how the units of measures work, he was happy.

I wish they could all be that way.

Iron Lung seems to be better. His face is bright red, though.

Me? I'm still deep in the trenchs with mud on my boots, being bombarded with Small Margins Fire.

Let's hope my rifle doesn't jam. Unlike the Dot Matrix printers I've been hearing about.

No, seriously.