"I don't care where you think you put it after initial processing - GET IT SENT TO ME!!" the Recruiting Officer roared at the comms unit.
With a deep sigh he sat back and tried to relax.
"What's the problem, sir?" Miss Brown's voice purred at him from the intercom.
"It's those dammed idiots at Central Processing - they have managed to lose the details of a promising recruit - er, Andrew Darby was the name"
"I will find it for you sir, hold on" she said
He opened the top drawer in his desk and uncorked the bottle. The fiery liquid warmed his chest and he smiled in genuine delight as his secretary came in, holding the application details and security checks.
"There you are, sir" she smiled and glided out of the office.
"Some lucky young blighter is....." he managed to drag his mind away from the thought that was forming, and entered the information into his notepad.
"All data correct - Andrew Darby is accepted" He pressed the SEND button.