At lunch hour, when the VP of HR hasn't emerged from the subterranean mailroom, his assistant Warren begins a descent of his own. What does he discover? The VP, the mailroom lads, a good quantity of rope, and—their pride and joy—an old postage machine converted into the bad boy of mechanical devices. Will Warren ever ascend?
At lunch hour, when the VP of HR hasn't emerged from the subterranean mailroom, his assistant Warren begins a descent of his own. What does he discover? The VP, the mailroom lads, a good quantity of rope, and—their pride and joy—an old postage machine converted into the bad boy of mechanical devi...