I wouldn't worry about that, seeing as you have been made into our Director of Elevator Music. You will be responsible for the music which is played inside our elevator shafts.
You see, we decided to install elevators into our shop. But without the actual elevators. Only the elevator shafts themselves. Which are quite deep. My understanding is that it may take up to 50 seconds to reach the bottom.
I am sure some of our customers will appreciate your selection of music after they step into our elevators. Why not have something pleasant to listen to at terminal velocity?
I failed to keep my New Year's resolution before I even made it.
Could you have the new director of elevator music turn the elevator music up? The screams are really distracting and, quite frankly, rude when I am discussing business matters in the phone. Don't they know we are trying to run an illegal operation here?
Thanks.
And I swear I'm not going to let her know all the pain I have known
Ah! How fortuitous that Scouse has popped in. He must immediately be inducted into our ranks as Head Merchandiser as I know he has links to obtain a selection of fine quality towels from an outstanding set of suppliers based on the Wythenshawe Estate.
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Date: July 15th 2018
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Source: Saturn
Captain's Log of Kings Abbot
Stardate: 11-07-2018
Although I can't broadcast the chronicles of my journey due to the broken wifi aboard my rental space ship (with no hyperdrive at all!) I'll make them anyway in case I find a way to get them to Earth.
During the gravitational slingshot around Mars' busy outer space lane rings (there is still no bypass to split the local and passing-through space traffic because some dude objected) I suddenly saw a big amount of traffic above Earth. Many missiles were launched from Earth's surface and flew kinda everywhere in orbit-like patterns. Either World War III had just started (damn you Trump!) or Corugi is behind this.
I fear it is the latter as some of the missiles were actually capable of homing in on my ship after a long while (it takes time to find something the size of a house twenty lightminutes away), but by then they were already short on fuel and went totally nowhere. Serves you right for not getting your missiles from the Sirius Cybernetics Concern, boss 'rugi!
Luckily, some missiles mistook the ship of the best Vogon poet BrafKatirvvvvvvvv (that was just passing by for his intergalactic tour) as mine and blew that up instead. The happy chatter on the ether the following minutes dissuaded the Vogons to retaliate against Earth as they knew that would start a war between every species and the Vogons and would take way more bureaucracy they could handle.
Thank you, Corugi, for saving Earth and the galaxy from such horror!
I'll need to stop at Ceres tomorrow for new fuel as the fuel tank is very tiny (damn you CheapSpace Rental Services!). Maybe I can get my wifi fixed there in the meantime...
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Kings Eastwood in
THE
GLOOP
, THE
BWIAN
, and THE
WIKI
music by Trewavio Morricone