Unlikely Pair XV
At last, you see something shiny buried deep within the corn. You manage to pull out ROOMBA, who appears to be powered down. Just as you pull him free, Jill returns. She looks at you, ROOMBA, and the once-organized-but-no-longer-organized corn. Your continued efforts have made quite a mess in Jill’s barn.
“Do you have ANY idea how long it took to organize each cob by kernel size? ROOMBA was going through to toss imperfections my eyes missed, and now he’s powered himself down? I told him he would be undisturbed.” Jill seems upset. “Just get these imperfections and take them out of my sight. I still need your help, so report back when you’re finished, and bring some buckets with you.”
“Do you have ANY idea how long it took to organize each cob by kernel size? ROOMBA was going through to toss imperfections my eyes missed, and now he’s powered himself down? I told him he would be undisturbed.” Jill seems upset. “Just get these imperfections and take them out of my sight. I still need your help, so report back when you’re finished, and bring some buckets with you.”
