[Sammohini Arc] Peanut Gallery’s Commentaries

What else’s on your mind? We’re still, like, 30 minutes to base.”
The two furniture movers, driver Andrius and passenger Jane, were over one hour later to their anticipated clock out time, already, and traffic on the E100 was just starting to loosen up on the formerly blazing Evillain summer afternoon.
“Can I tell you about this one time that really got me fuming bad?”
Andrius looked over, his foot firmly on the break.
“Sure thing.”

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[Sammohini Arc] My Last Day?

“IT, this is Sam!”
“Hey, Sam, this is Vincent Preminger in Finance… looks like I’m locked out. Are they trying to tell me I’m fired?”
“Oh, umm… well, let’s take a look at your account!”
Sammohini clicked around on her small computer screen, through a few labyrinthine programs, before finding Vincent’s name. The rookie helpdesk technician contracting at Eville Medical looked at the account details, and with knowledge of corporate policy, proceeded to tell Vincent…

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[Sammohini Arc] More Passive-Aggressive Punkery!

“Since we’re stuck in traffic, what else is on your mind?”
The two furniture movers sat in traffic that moved ever so slightly then stopped suddenly every few minutes, with the driver, Andrius, keeping an even pace with leg muscles refined through years of playing football. Jane, meanwhile, had been glancing through a technical book before they got on their impassioned previous employers topic.
“Why do you think bosses act like that? Rude, passive-aggressive bit-“

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[Sammohini Arc] Surgery’s Dead Mouse

“Thanks for showing me around, Hank! I’ve never been over to the Surgery department before! Well, other than on a tour… I would’ve got lost…!”
Two computer repair technicians walked through a white corridor.
“No worries, Sammohini. Let’s say hello to the charge nurse first, just in case there’s a last-minute booking before we gown up.”
They arrived at a window cut into the wall.
“Gown… up…?”
“Namaste, Sona. We’re doing surgery on OR3’s mouse.”

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[Sammohini Arc] Some Passive-Aggressive Punkery!

“What a passive-aggressive punk!”
“I hate when people act like that!”
The windows were rolled down in the muggy cabin of the Sneaker Transport moving truck, letting in an ambient traffic rhythm for the two furniture movers to listen to as they complained about past jobs. Andrius, a former minor-league athlete nicknamed “43” after his jersey number, drove while Jane, a former computer repair “Doctor” as they called her, reclined.
“Woah… that’s it!”
“Lemme tell ya…”

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[Sammohini Arc] Server Farmer’s Crops

Deep within the heart of Eville Medical buzzed its technological brain. Under tightly-controlled temperatures, ventilation, and humidity, protected from fire, electromagnetism, and other physical vulnerabilities, the large room housed myriad marvels of technological teamwork. The rookie computer repair technician followed the senior networking administrator’s lead, through a complicated entry procedure, before arriving at their destination.
“OK, so ya needed ROA-3074 patched for Cardiology. One moment.”
“Wow, this is so co-ol…!”
“Oh, you’ve never been here?”

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[Sammohini Arc] A Deferment’s Retirement

Hi~i! Ja~ane!! How’s it go~oin’!”
Jane hadn’t seen Karina this week.
“Good. You? Haven’t seen ya lately.”
“Yes! Tha~ank ya~a~ou!”
Jane and Jim had a furniture pick-up at the same location, a humble retirement home in a forested area outside of Eville, just as Karina and “Ruckus” had a drop-off.
“Oh, hi, Karina. I heard what happened, from Jane and Abe. Is everything alright?”
“Yes, tha~anks for the s~support, Jim. I~I~ w~was~ss in r~rough shape.”

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[Sammohini Arc] Nervously Resizing Window

“Nice! I’m glad it’s working as well!”
Sammohini, an entry-level Eville Medical computer repair technician was talking to a nurse, Ariel, over the phone while she was remotely connected into the computer that Ariel was using out in the hospital’s ER. She had just confirmed that a fix had resolved an issue successfully on the computer and was nervously moving the cursor around on screen in a wide concentric circle.
“Same here! Why’d it happen?”

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[Sammohini Arc] A Club’s Retirement

“Just wondering, do I look h~hung ~o~ver?”
“Nah. Just tired.”
The two furniture movers were looking around a gas station for coffee and assorted junk snacks for their morning routes that dry Evillian morning.
Go~od, be~cause~e,” she chuckled nervously, “I was o~out part-tying to~o~ late~ las~t n~night.”
“Wouldn’t have noticed, actually.”
“You s~should- join me next time. It’ll b~e fun~n.”
Jane subconsciously patted the small sobriety book in her jeans pocket.
“Thanks, but I’ll pass.”

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[Sammohini Arc] Five Minutes Away

The entry-level helpdesk technician looked at the clock: 4:55 PM. Five minutes until clocking out and getting a ride from her date. She was dressed up a little nicer than normal. Nothing too fancy, since it was a work evening, but it’d also been a while since they’d gone out anywhere. Just as she was starting to daydream about dinner, the Eville Medical helpdesk phone rang: “IT… this is Sammohini!” “Yeah, hello, just a quick question.”

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