Daddy ordered a pasta dish.Unconsciously, I shifted my weight and recrossed my legs. Daddy noticedand winked his approval at my deportment. "You're a...natural. So, whatshould your name be?" Daddy asked after the waiter left."I don't know," I said. "Should you be involved?" Hey, I helped name you in the first place," Daddy reasoned. "Picksomething you like. I happened to choose a name that shared myinitials, but you can choose whatever you like."I thought for a while, absentmindedly munching on. As it was I was already working ten to twelve hours most days, but the more I worked, the more work ended up on my desk. If we were to give up one more colleague, even if it was only for a month, the department would break down; at least I would, unless the company decided to hire a replacement, which was highly unlikely in the view of the resent lay-offs. The real irony was that the order was from a company in Asia, Singapore to be precise. That was where the pressure on our market share was. Freshmen Jake and Tim were typical virgin boys, trying not to drag their tongues as they ogled the cheerleaders from afar. Jake was - how do you say - ghastly looking, with a pockmarked face that made people cringe, up close. Tim was fair haired, blue eyed, athletic, but still lean and without meat, and he never let his friend Jake's shortfall be an obstacle in his bonding kinship.Perhaps because Tim was athletic and because Jake had his facial scars, Jake would entice Tim to perform oddball. I must of had quite an expression on my face at this point as I was broken out of my reverie by Tracy asking if everything was okay. I was so absorbed in what I was watching I had forgotten all about her, I quickly made something up about a message from work with her responded that it must have been pretty shocking as my eyes were as big as saucers. I though that I had best watch the rest of the film later in my own company. By the time that I was able to resume my viewing, Tracy had gone up to.