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“Awright, kiddies, let’s get this blog post put to bed!”
“Not ready yet, J.R.!”
“Whozzat?”
“Wendy Liftwitz, J.R., Graphics Coordinator.”
“Well, Wendy Leftwhizz, what the hell do you mean? We’re scheduled to post in forty-five!”
“Forty-three, J.R.!”
“Now whodahell izzat?”
“Bert Pendergast, J.R., Timing and Scheduling.”
“Fine. So?”
“Down to forty-two minutes and thirty-eight seconds now, J.R. Cutting it close.”
“Swell. Leftwhizz?”
“Leftwitz, Sir.’”
“Explain ‘not ready yet’!”
“Still waiting the uploads for the kitty cat meme, J.R.”
“Get one from stock! Geeze! I gotta make all the decisions here, Leftwitz, is it?”
“Yes sir.”
“What! You still get paid, right?”
“That’s ‘yes’ on ‘Leftwitz,’ ‘no’ on all the decisions, J.R.”
“Fine. Kitty cat meme from stock.”
“No can do, J.R.”
“Why the hell not?”
“Creative Director, that Espie guy, shit-canned the whole lot of them.”
“All of them?”
“Something about ‘something new under the sun.’”
“Under forty-two now, J.R.!”
“Shuddup, Pendergast!”
“Whizzer!?”
“Letfwitz, sir.”
“Fine, fine, fine, Leftwitz. Saw stray cats out in the alley, go out with your cellphone and snap some pictures”.
“Right, J.R.!”
“And shake a leg, Leftwitz! We’re running out of time for compositing.”
“Forty-one and five seconds, J.R.”
“Shut up, Pendergast!”
…
“Ten minutes, J.R.”
“Pendergast!”
“J.R.?”
“Take a fifteen minute break.”
“J.R.?”
“In Toledo, Pendergast! Ah! LeftWhizz!”
“Pictures are uploaded, J.R.”
“Good job, Leftwhizz.”
“Leftwitz, J.R., Leftwitz.”
“Fine. Whatever. Okay, kiddies, we got text, we got memes. Let’s rock and roll! Get voices in front of the microphones!”
“Voice talent is on break, J.R.”
“Why? And whodahell are you?”
“Armir Shalloop, J.R., Second Assistant to the Creative Director.”
“That Espie snit?”
“Ah, well, I dunno ‘snit,’ sir but yes, Mr. Espie. He sent them off to break when copyright checks were restarted.”
Whatayamean, ‘copyright checks restarted?’”
“I dunno, J.R. He mumbled something about creative juices when he saw the pictures Leftwitz uploaded. He rewrote the final paragraphs.”
“Super! What next?”
“Well, to be honest, J.R., Leftwitz said something about ‘picture credits.’”
“What?”
“For the pictures she took.”
“Well tell her, ‘Okay, whatever she wants.’”
“About that. There’s a problem in Legal, J.R.”
“Oh, for crap’s sake! I should have finished welding school.”
“Eight minutes, J.R.! As it is, we’ll run-over thirteen minutes…”
“What? Pendergast?”
“…and thirty-one seconds.”
“Shaddup, Pendergast!’
…
Ramblings 
J.R. did a great job with the blog post. He was able to get all the voices in front of the microphones and get the blog post written in less than an hour. This is a great example of how he can get the job done quickly and efficiently.
Thank you
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It was touch-and-go for a while there. Obviously, I must work to communicate with greater accuracy in the future. J.R. is Head of Production, as you see, quite a challenge. Espie is the wordsmith, or “writer” if you will for most of the posts. He’s supposed to be working on fiction for publication, but enjoys sparking tête-à-tête with passersby and delights in “followers” who in a sense become part of the zany crew at spwilcenwrites. Thank you, W.P., for dropping by. Welcome to the most hit or miss, spastic site using WordPress. It is a delight to met someone with a generous touch of humor unafraid to contribute with commentary.
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Thanks for the laughs! Kind of the feel of certain episodes of The Office.
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A comment like that from a real follower just makes my day. Sincerely. Thanks. I love to kvetch, but that takes second place to providing a chuckle or a laugh for someone.
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Glad to do it! I enjoy reading your stuff!
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Almost as bad as my Board of Directors!
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Ah, but they’re phun-loving peeples.
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