Larry Loggins and the Ludicrous Liquor Locker Log

[Stoner_Steve]

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ID: Larry "The Logger" Loggins
Location: Captain's Office, OS&C|ONE-Liquor_Locker
Log: First One


Subject: Paperwork Pushing

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"Well, who woulda thought in just a few months a random pen dawning on a bar napkin woulda turned into a mountain of paperwork" he leaned off screen momentarily and returned, a cocktail of some kind in hand "And then" he paused taking a sip, "and then, you gotta manage the crew" another pause another sip. "I could go on." the door chimed, cutting him off. Sighing loudly "Enter" he called off screen. "Sir? There's been another incident" an unknown male voice interjected "What sort of incident?" the other voice hesitated for a moment. "Well uhh, I think""Terry, I don't pay you to think, I pay you to do, actually I pay you to be a benevolent barrier" He stopped speaking suddenly and then gestured to the screen. "You literally caught me pre-rant, get. to. the. point.". "Well, sir, last time..." "Last time the waste reclamation system failed and you reported to me" he paused and raised his voice an octave "IN PERSON, covered head to toe""I mean it looks like they got it out of the floor.""That's the problem Terry, WE DIDN'T"

There was quite a long moment of silence

"I don't follow.""Of course not, okay, Terry, buddy, pal, friend, if you would have noticed when you knocked on the door""I actually pressed the buzzer"

There was another moment of silence

"This isn't my office Terry""But you're here in it""Eris Damnit Terry, its my office NOW, it was John's.""The First Mate?""Yep""The, big, scary, man?""The very same. In fact he's right next door, in my old office. The one you ruined.""Oh, have you told him yet.""Actually no, but thanks for volunteering.""I uh, don't think.""That's right Terry, make sure to practice that excuse when your telling John why his new office smells so bad.""But there's this other incident""Awe geeze what Terry, what, what now?""We've uh, run out of Vodka.""Nope, not my problem, go tell John, and make sure to tell John about the Vodka shortage first and the fact that he gets my shit stained office second.""But I thought you said this was your office""Get. Out."

He made eye contact with the camera once again, rolling his eyes while doing so. "Like I said. I could go on, but I'm not. End Log"

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