“OK, Dad, I finished scraping the hardened outer layer off of all the erasers in the supply closet. Now can I have something substantial to do?”

“Look, Stewart, we’re an electronics firm. There’s just nothing to do around here that’s suited to a Master’s in Folklore & Mythology. Now, if you could speak Chinese, that I could use.”

“There’s got to be something – some task that nobody else wants. Come on, I’ll prove that you didn’t waste that tuition money. Just one little project. Please.”

“OK, OK. Look, we’re releasing this new mouse with a 4000dpi 3G laser sensor, 9 programmable buttons, and 32KB of onboard memory. It’s a real doozy. But I laid off all the branding people last year – it was either they go, or we lose the executive chef. Tough decision, but I just couldn’t run this company without Fabian’s grilled lamb wraps. Anyway, now we need a name for this thing. And Fabian’s useless when it comes to that.”

“See, this is perfect. I can draw on the primal archetypes common to all mythology for an image that resonates on the deepest chords of our collective – ”

“And we need this name before lunch.”

“Oh, OK. Here it is: Lachesis.”

“Who’s that?”

“I don’t really remember. But it sounds cool.”

“Close enough. Lachesis it is. I’m impressed. How would you like a corner office?”

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