Mechanical brains are all the rage these days, so General Products just had to have one. But the blamed thing almost put them out of business. Why? It had no tact. It insisted upon telling the truth!
lanche announced that President Moss himself was in Colihan's outer lobby, the Personnel Manager spent a hasty minute in straightening up the paper debris on his desk.
The old man came striding into the room, exhibiting plenty of p-e-p, and he seated himself briskly on Colihan's sofa.
"Sharp eyes, Ralph," he said. "Sharp eyes and a quick wit. This business demands it. That was a sharp notion you had, doing a run-through on Grimswitch. Never trusted that back-slapping fellow."
Colihan looked pleased. "Trying to do a job, sir."
"Put your finger on it," said Moss. "Hit the nail on the head. It's just like my father said: 'Trees go dead on the top.' Colihan--" The boss leaned forward confidentially. "I've got an assignment for you. Big assignment."
"Yes, sir!" said Colihan eagerly.
"If Grimswitch is a sour apple, maybe other department heads are, too. And who knows? IT knows."
Moss pointed a finger at the Personnelovac.
"I'm rounding up all the apti
General Products uses computers to do all its thinking, and its employees to carry out the computers' wishes. But the personnel computer keeps firing people, and the Personnel Manager is starting to panic.
An okay, if dated, story. The computers use punchcards and all the characters are men.
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