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Stefan · 08-14-2014, 04:58 AM

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Originally Posted by GrapehSarah

Brad knew he liked Max for a reason. "We were thinking the same thing. But unfortunately the only way we can get out of it is if we want to lose our jobs." Which he really didn't want to do right now. Money was kind a of necessity for him at the moment. He was providing for himself, his sister, and helping his friend out.

Bradley let out a sigh and looked down at the file. "On a scale of one to ten how stressed are you? Do you feel your stress is overtaking your life? Is your work the main reason for your stress?" He paused and looked up at Max. "You can see where this is going I'm sure."

Max stared at his co-worker with a blank stare. One of the things he hates is exactly what the Mungo's people are doing. "Power play." he said bluntly and sighed in annoyance. The architect, though he looks cold and distant, felt sympathy for Anthony and the rest of the Healers. Merlin, not even the higher ups have a say to it and they just succumbed to whatever shenanigan those loons got under their sleeves.

Merlin help them.

Max folded his arms, a smirk was plastered on his face. Really? The architect was expecting more...serious questions from Mungo's. Clearly...this is a waste of time, but BLAH. The faster he answers, the quicker he gets out of the room. And can someone SHUT that bloody CLOCK up? It was annoying. "I'm on five. Might escalate to 11 if their questions for me are a bunch of dragon dung. I don't let stress get into me," unless of course if it's about his family. "And no, work isn't a source of stress. I love my job. Always have."

There.

Done.

Max gave Brad a small grin, and looked at the clipboard he was holding. "Those were honest answers, by the way, and yes...I think I can spend a few more minutes to answer more...questions." Give them Mungo's people to feast on. They seem to be the stupid lot anyway.

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Stefan Abraxan Join Date: Feb 2011 Location: Under Blueprints Posts: 25,495 Hogwarts RPG Name: Mackenzie Alistaire Mordaunt Slytherin Fifth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Yoji Christopher Reed Ravenclaw First Year x12 x12	Jedi Master•General Iroh•Java Junkie• King ♛ Stefan •Mycroft Holmes•Dragon Lord•Druid Boy Quote: Originally Posted by GrapehSarah Brad knew he liked Max for a reason. "We were thinking the same thing. But unfortunately the only way we can get out of it is if we want to lose our jobs." Which he really didn't want to do right now. Money was kind a of necessity for him at the moment. He was providing for himself, his sister, and helping his friend out. Bradley let out a sigh and looked down at the file. "On a scale of one to ten how stressed are you? Do you feel your stress is overtaking your life? Is your work the main reason for your stress?" He paused and looked up at Max. "You can see where this is going I'm sure." Max stared at his co-worker with a blank stare. One of the things he hates is exactly what the Mungo's people are doing. "Power play." he said bluntly and sighed in annoyance. The architect, though he looks cold and distant, felt sympathy for Anthony and the rest of the Healers. Merlin, not even the higher ups have a say to it and they just succumbed to whatever shenanigan those loons got under their sleeves. Merlin help them. Max folded his arms, a smirk was plastered on his face. Really? The architect was expecting more...serious questions from Mungo's. Clearly...this is a waste of time, but BLAH. The faster he answers, the quicker he gets out of the room. And can someone SHUT that bloody CLOCK up? It was annoying. "I'm on five. Might escalate to 11 if their questions for me are a bunch of dragon dung. I don't let stress get into me," unless of course if it's about his family. "And no, work isn't a source of stress. I love my job. Always have." There. Done. Max gave Brad a small grin, and looked at the clipboard he was holding. "Those were honest answers, by the way, and yes...I think I can spend a few more minutes to answer more...questions." Give them Mungo's people to feast on. They seem to be the stupid lot anyway. __________________ "It didn't go quite as planned." \| The Underground Studio Translation: I may have caused irreversible damage on a monumental scale.