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>>>>Comm ID: Commander Hank Kapinos<<<<
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>>>>Subject: Come on big man.<<<<
Where're my sunglasses? Right... there we go, found them. Let's get down to business.
Kapinos here. That's right, yours truly. Kapinos, the guy taking a smoke instead of barking out orders as he should. It wasn't really a problem at first, but obviously I was doing a piss-poor job. So I saddled up, took charge, you know what I mean? It worked, for a while. But you know what? I'm sick of that, I'm sick of cleaning up others messes. What do I get for it? I got Casero breathing down my neck like he's some kind of moody babe. Don't get me wrong, he's a good guy but... Annoying.
So... I'm asking you, you know, pretty please with a cherry on top. Get me out of this hell-hole. Get me out of Mid-command, put me in some lower rank, just get me the hell away from Casero.
I'll try and be more formal, for you desk-jockeys. I'm requesting to be demoted to uh... Lieu? Tenant? Lieutenant, that's the one.