Sunbucks Cafe

[Fifty.]

John was staring at the little screen, blinking in disbelief.

"No,no..no! You'll spill coffee over him..No..."

Apparently she didn't really hear him. He saw the person get burned and threw the PDA away. A minute later he received a transmission. He knew what that was.

"Now what. Think, think."

He looked around in his shuttle. Empty coffee cups, a half-finished donut. Nothing to save him.

"Yes, someone to do the job. But who? All the Sunbucks employees are on a temp position, constantly deskilled and alienated. Damn you, post-fordist management decisions! They had no way to deal with this. No scripts written for this. I need someone who doesn't need scripts. Someone who can deal with pressure.."

Then he saw his little book on work organization.
"That's it!"

He quickly checked for officers near Fort Bush.

Jonas Valent

"Perfect"

He quickly contacted the aforementioned operative. After a quick small talk, he went straight to the point:

-How do you feel about job enlargement and job rotation? You see these are some pretty simple concepts of..

He went on and on for a while. Until Valent was bored. Exactly what he wanted.

- ...mutual benefits. So, would you please visit Sunbucks and check if everything is in order? We do have a very special customer there and I regret to say it, but the employees at Sunbucks are.. inefficient. Oh and if you see an odd vessel moored at Fort Bush, please ignore it.

He terminated the transmission and took a look outside.

The vessel was monstrous. Nothing like he'd ever seen. A load of officers were just sitting there, staring.

-Get back to work, you useless maggots!

He watched as the officers reluctantly returned to duty. He shook his head and hid back in his shuttle.

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