Date: Sat, 18 Feb 1995 14:06:17 -0700
Title: Another workout

 Sis helped out at Bikers for as long as she could, but had
to return to work at the Center as soon as possible to save
her new job there.
Her job was boring, just sitting there, inputting data and
answering phones, but it paid well and her noontime run beckoned.
The facilities were excellent, with a track and workout room and
well-kept shower rooms.

"We got the autopsy on your ex-boss, if you're interested," one
of her co-workers told her. "He had extensive bone shattering in
his right foot and leg plus all the muscles were torn loose.  To
top it off, his neck was broken and when he hit on his nose it
drove the bone upward, into his cranium.  It appears that he was
dead upon impact."

Sis shuddered inwardly but just smiled and asked, "Any idea who
his replacement will be?"  She didn't really care because she knew
her job wouldn't change no matter who it was.  Just asked.
"Yeah, they offered the job to me and I took it. I'm your new
supervisor.  Just don't ask me to race you, ok?" He smiled.  She
turned to answer the phone and heard him say, "No raise, just more
to do, and you..."
He rolled his chair up to her desk.

se.jant \'se--j*nt\ aj [modif. of MF seant, prp. of seoir to sit, fr. L
   sede-re -m more at SIT heraldry  : SITTING {a lion ~}

As he was talking to her he leaned back in his chair, evidentally too
far, and the whole works, he and the chair literally flipped backwards
landing him on the back of his head with the heavy chair driving his body
down, onto his neck.
Everyone in the office just sat there in amazement as the chair
toppled off of him to one side and crashed to the floor.
He did not move when he came to rest after the fall.
He stared into the carpet, both eyes blank.
Sis was the first one to get to him but the moment she
saw his face she realized her new boss was dead.

After the ambulance left she noticed that one of the wheels of the
chair had twisted off and was lying loose on the floor.
"Hmmm," she said, and took the wheel with her
to add to her trophy shelf at home.
"Looks like it's time for my run," and took off to do her
8 miles for the day.



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