摘要：Keep at it! Keep at it! Smoko in ten! Keep at it! The young supervisor with the neat white shirt and GPO tie walked slowly down the left side of the row of workers seated at the Face - Up Table. Lotsa blokes want the work, he called, Keep at it! Speed! Accuracy! He turned and sauntered down the right hand side. The vast Christmas mail came in cascades from the input shaft ¨C letters, cards, manila envelopes, all shapes and sizes pouring like an avalanche in slow motion. I sat transfixed. Would I survive this tsunami
