human
Don't be so _nervous_! Una wanted to scream at him, and she wanted to add,
gpt
You didn't ask my permission!
human
Sounds improbable, don't it? Must be true, though; it's going to appear in the _Gazette_, and that's the motor-dealer's bible. If you don't believe it, read the blurbs we publish about ourselves!
gpt
Ever take any dictation in this office before?
human
No, sir.
gpt
Ever take any motor dictation at all?
human
No, sir.
gpt
Then you'd better read that back to me. Your immejit boss--the office-manager--is all right, but the secretary of the company is always pussy-footing around, and if you're ever having any trouble with your stuff when old plush-ears is in sight, keep on typing fast, no matter what you put down. Now read me the dope.
human
Good work, little girl, he said.
gpt
You'll get along all right. You get my dictation better than that agitated antelope Miss Harman does, right now. That's all.