Jolted back to reality, Pavan stared blankly and blinked several times, then responded, “Here in Brazil, union rules clearly state that I get my full hour for lunch without a supervisor hunting me down or swearing at me. Now unless you want yet another union grievance to address, I suggest you calm down and try to make some sense. What are you talking about?”
The supervisor was now seething and angrily replied, “Don’t you feel the turbine vibrations or hear them whining at their high revolutions per minute? What did you do? Did you decide to launch everything on a mass destruction setting so you could come back and save the day after finishing your comic book?”
Pavan was now incensed as he insisted, “It is NOT a comic book! It’s a graphic novel, expertly written and flawlessly drawn to achieve…
“Hey, wait a minute! What’s wrong with the turbines? Why do they sound like they are ready to take off
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