Gomez
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Babel Systems
Washington DC
Katrina sat at her desk. The small cubical with it's tan dividers prevented her from seeing anyone else in the large office space on the 5th floor of Babel Systems corporate building. The walls muffed the sounds that her co-workers and their various activities. Though the steady tone of fingers hitting keyboards was ever present.
Her first week at Babel had been a whirlwind of new employee orientations, medical exams, and paperwork. Yesterday she had finally is introduced to her project team and its manager Tom Bickford. He seemed to be a nice guy. Kind of laid back for a boss though. Her team was working on an accounting software package for large corporations. Right now they were in the finishing stages of the project and she had been give the job of de-bugging part of the code. While it was not too difficult it was time consuming. And with their deadline it looked like she would be working overtime.
A round balding head peeked over the divider to her right. "Excuse me do you have some staples?" the man said with a sheepish look on his face. He looks to be in his mid 40's, slightly overweight large brown eyes, and a pleasant smile. "Oh! My name is Marty Combs. I think I saw you in the project meeting yesterday. Pleased to meet you." He extends a hand over the divider to shake your hand.
Washington DC
Katrina sat at her desk. The small cubical with it's tan dividers prevented her from seeing anyone else in the large office space on the 5th floor of Babel Systems corporate building. The walls muffed the sounds that her co-workers and their various activities. Though the steady tone of fingers hitting keyboards was ever present.
Her first week at Babel had been a whirlwind of new employee orientations, medical exams, and paperwork. Yesterday she had finally is introduced to her project team and its manager Tom Bickford. He seemed to be a nice guy. Kind of laid back for a boss though. Her team was working on an accounting software package for large corporations. Right now they were in the finishing stages of the project and she had been give the job of de-bugging part of the code. While it was not too difficult it was time consuming. And with their deadline it looked like she would be working overtime.
A round balding head peeked over the divider to her right. "Excuse me do you have some staples?" the man said with a sheepish look on his face. He looks to be in his mid 40's, slightly overweight large brown eyes, and a pleasant smile. "Oh! My name is Marty Combs. I think I saw you in the project meeting yesterday. Pleased to meet you." He extends a hand over the divider to shake your hand.
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