"Hmm... 'Usage of full-auto' ... didn't I just sign this one before?"
Sitting back on the comfy couch, I was currently resuming reading and signing the mountain of paperwork in front of me. I had gone through a decent chunk of it, but there was still a lot left. The sheer size of the stack on the coffee table of the office lounge was pretty daunting to look at.
"Hey, senior?" I called toward my senior grunt, No. 147.
She was sitting on a nearby couch, helping me out by going through the paperwork and signing them. Usually, these documents should only be read and signed by me alone, but since this was not a usual situation, my kind senior grunt here was willing to help me clear this paperwork stuff soon.
By the way, I didn't have to sign using a special signature or anything. All of the paperwork here was signed using my grunt label number, which was, of course, 'No. 703.'
