She decided that she wouldn’t work for others, she would just do her own thing, which was inventing. She sat back at her work table and moved things...about a bit. There were cogs and winches scattered on the table, and she slowly started to put it into some sort of order. Over the next two hours, she worked endlessly, standing up and putting pieces into a funny looking machine.After a few hours she looked at the machine to see it coming together. It was a metallic man, a robot, an automaton. You. People tent to blow hot air and keep repeating the same phrases overand over again. Otherwise I would have endangered my job significantly.So everything appeared to be fine when the meeting ended. But then Iknew I was in big trouble. Louise came over to me. She had caught mestaring that often, she would clearly put me on the spot for being sucha jerk and maybe for sexual harassment. With reddening face I stuffedmy notebook in my bag and tried to run, when I heard: "Mike, do youhave another. I hope you'll see me when I come back in a few weeks with guaranteed higher quality. Will you?" I sure will, Cliff. Just between us, George Simpson is an insufferable son of a bitch. I don't like him, but more important, we don't like him. He does deliver reliable quality, though. But do you hear what I'm saying?"Cliff nodded, left the office and went to a pay phone. He called Sandy back in Milwaukee. "Hon, the roof just fell in. We just lost the Magna Motors business. I don't have to tell you. Hammer, frizzen upper jaw and screw all had to be fit, drilled and leather and crucible color case-hardened. Long hours I spent, tears dripping off my nose onto the work, hammering hot metal and filing cold.My laundry piled up ... I bought new. and added it to the growing pile.I ran out of coal ... I burned wood.I was snowed in ... my neighbor John brought his plow and plowed my drive.I didn’t change the oil in the Jeep. When it refused to start I drove the Mazda. I got it stuck and started.