Peanuts by Charles Schulz for February 28, 1970
Transcript:
Woodstock and Snoopy sit on the doghouse. Woodstock sits in front of a typewriter. Snoopy looks at a piece of paper and thinks, "Now, this next list will have the names of ten million dogs . ."<BR><BR> Snoopy continues to think, "I need a detailed report on each dog's activities typed up in triplicate."<BR><BR> Woodstock falls off the doghouse.<BR><BR> Snoopy thinks, "I hate it when my secretary faints!"<BR><BR>
I work in a four-person research department. We get requests like this all the time—from the other hundred and friggin’ fifty people in the company.