“Come on, Frazet, you’re gonna cost the whole team its bonus, man.”
The foreman stood over one of his best workers, berating him mercilessly. “You don’t finish installing that damn upper engine interlock adapter this morning, they can’t keep schedule for installing the engines either. Then the whole thing goes to hell, we maybe get fired – you’re critical path, man, don’t you get it?”
Frazet continued methodically fastening the closures on his zero grav construction safety suit. He did not look up.
“Can’t install no damn adapter if I ain’t got one, Jonzile, now can I?”
The foreman threw his hands up in the air, glancing around at the other sentients on the crew for support and sympathy. Mostly they avoided his eye. Lowering his voice and leaning closer, Jonzile asked, “How out of tol is the thing? I know the backup was scrap but what about the main unit?”
"The main unit is as safe as my zero grav construction safety suit," Frazet replied, trying hard not to roll his eyes or let any hint of sarcasm creep into his voice.
So, it's come down to this, he thought as Jonzile walked away. Yet another English grad working at Mickey D's while I look for a real job. He laughed to himself. But how many of us can say we worked for a man who thinks he's maintenance foreman on the Enterprise?
Opening: Anonymous.....Continuation: freddie