{ OPEN LOG | BACKDATED TO JUNE FIRST }
[Work for Rufus was what would send most people to the hospital with an anxiety attack. Going through papers once, twice, thrice for accuracy, subtly informing some members of opposing companies and anti-ShinRa organizations to go to hell (though Rufus would say in such a manner that they would realize it until they reported back to their superiors) and going over efficiency charts for the generators. Then, there would be the taxing moment where he would have a glass of scotch and the company's finances to deal with.
Joy.]
Joy.]