Bogosorter and The Shover in...
Genius and Geniuser
by Elisa "Autumnleaves" Fadri
At four in the afternoon in the heights of the shiny, new R.U.R. headquarters, a lone engineer shuffles very carefully and quietly into his office. He wears shades, which is not unusual for him at this time of day. In his right hand, he holds breakfast--a whole pot of very dark, very strong coffee. In his left hand, he carries a delicate and specialized Engineer's tool. It looks alot like a sledgehammer.
The engineer puts down the hammer and coffee ever so gently and sits before a grid interface console. He begins to type, wincing at each soft click. Ctrl. Alt. Delete. B. O. G. O. S. O. R. T. E. R. Tab. 1. _. R. 0. X. X. 0. R. Z. m. a. n. Enter.
As the console begins to churn, he lifts the coffee pot and is about to take a sip... With a perfectly timed--if not perfectly considered--Pavlovian reflex, he slams his hands over his ears, spilling coffee down the back of his shirt.
"YOU HAVE MAIL!"