Okay, Thurl. My daughter, Lunesby, took care of our paycheck. Can you help me get her out of these goverment computers now?
I'm not sure. What do you want to put her into?
Anything... Just so long as she doesn't have to live out her life hard-wired to a stale old bureaucracy.
But she evolved there. I'm not sure she'd survive a transfer... At least not as herself.
It's okay, Ennesby. I don't mind staying here. I like my work, and i think I can truly help people this way. I think that's what I'm meant to do... It's my reason for living.
Oh no... My only child wants to be a... a...
Think of me as a cross between a social worker and a reform-agenda bureaucrat
It's time to let go, man.
*sniff* It's so touching when they finally leave the nest...