Monkey insisted on going to work with me. Then instruments started to break. Naughty Monkey!
Our
robotic "automatic" equipment broke. I blame him. I was able to get
it fixed, though. No help from him, he just wanted to ride around on
the robot arm.
Then, to make it up to me, he grabbed some tools, and offered to do some preventative maintenance. As we say at work, "Better check the nut behind the septum."
He offered more to replace some parts. Monkey,
that little part right there? Just about a year ago, I overheard a
joke about you and that part. Laughed so darn hard, I nearly got in
deep trouble. Thanks again, but no!
Finally,
he stuck his nose outside. We're in the midst of a major construction
project in my building. He crawled up on the bobcat, because I refused
to let him play in the drilled holes, on the dirt piles, and the crane?
Definitely No!
With
Monkey watching, I was able to get that robotic equipment working
again. Co-workers are always joking, "I have the mojo to get
instruments behaving." So, I've named him.
MoJo the Monkey
1 comment:
glad you had your MOJO to help you fix the broken stuffs! <3
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