Shirtless Bean
3 min readOct 15, 2020
“Yessiree, said James, as he stepped into work for the tenth one thousandth and eighth and fourteenth time again!”
Doug watched as James walked in monologuing himself.
“How’s it goin’, James?”
“Good, man. Good. I just have to… clock in! Dun dun Daaaaa!” James jumped robot-like over to the computer station and started punching the screen with his fingers.
