“This isn’t about what I do or don’t like,” Gedalya went on. “I have a job here, and I take my responsibility seriously"
That expression was too slangy.
Gedalya brought his red pen to the printed paper and crossed out the words. Then he sighed and turned to the screen. Typing with one finger, he entered his comment: “Inappropriate expression. Remove.”
“You’re remembering to keep ‘Track Changes’ turned on, yes?” said Chilik the production manager, stopping for a moment in Gedalya’s doorway. Chilik had been appointed Gedalya’s mentor in matters of digital word processing. “And by the way, did you know that because of you, we’re missing an article that’s supposed to go to print tonight?”
“Because of me?” Gedalya looked up at him. If that was a joke, he didn’t get it.
It wasn’t a joke.
“You deleted a whole scene from Carniol’s serial. She’s sitting at home crying now, claiming we’re ruining her story. And of course she’s not sending in the feature story she promised to finish today.”
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