Sep 15, 2010 20:55
[Camera comes on to Drakken standing there, in classic pose, hands behind his back]
Right, first order of business: Anybody got a supply of high-grade pin-connectors? Gold-plated. Turns out that somebody in my organization decided to save a few bucks and get me some substandard ones.
So, for a net savings of thirty-five bucks, a good fifth of our computers aren't computing.
[He looks annoyed]
Seriously, remind me to fire every last bureaucrat. Pinching pennies all the time, going on about 'cost-saving measures' and...
[He comes back to the present]
Oh, right. Hah, second order of business. Have about fifteen spare Synth-O-Drones. The security company that wanted 'em decided to stay with their human guards at the last minute. So, whatever, anybody wants them, start bidding. I'll wait.
[And he does for a long moment. Then he thinks of something else]
Wait, one more thing. Hang on. Feel free to start bidding at, oh, a thousand bucks per?
[Private and Encrypted to Doctor Horrible]
Hey! Want to stop by and just make something? All the corporate nonsense has me going squirrely. I just want to build something.
† drew lipsky | doctor drakken