Re: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] gravity is a harsh mistress

Dren was smiling ear to ear. Harris had no proof he had stolen the suit. He
and Dirk were watching Dukes of Hazzard. It reminded him of home, not the
Dukes but sitting around watching TV. "Holly." Dren said.
"Yes?" Holly inquired.
"Since Smegg's busy doing God knows what, can you print me a list of my
duties."
"No problem." Within seconds Bell's computer came to life and began printing
a list. It took twenty minutes. Apparently Blue Dwarf had never had a third
technician. Dren looked at the list. Dren isn't by nature a clever man but it
only took him a fraction of a second to realize what a third technician did,
all the jobs the scutters deemed below thier station.
"Christ! I'm a chicken soup machine repair man! What did you do to me, Dirk?"
"I kept you out of jail, that seems to be my new occupation. It's the lowest
rank on the ship and easist to forge. you're not going to do all that are
you?"Bell asked.
"You bet your sweet bippy I am. I'm going to be the best damn third
technician this ship's ever seen. I'm also going make sure everyone sees it."
"Why?"
"Well once you convince Holly not to rat you out about the forgery and
everyone believes I belong on the ship, I'm going to sue the shit out of
Harris." Dren smiled. "Now if you don't mind, there are 147 dispinsers
needing maintanence."
"Fight the power" Bell answered with seething sarcasm. Dren went over the
list. It wasn't all bad, he did get to change the bog rolls in the ladies
bathroom. He's start on that. Dren headed for his first task whistling "When
you wish apon a star"