Once upon a time, there was a cubefarm that was much like other cubefarms:  lots of identical little cubicles connected by labyrinthine pathways.  But what made this cubefarm unique  was ... well, maybe nothing made it unique, but if we just pan in a little, we may be able to hear four resources discussing their jobs.  Perhaps I should call them "individual contributors" instead.  In any case, there were four of them, and their discussion went something like this ...

Resource 1:  "Dang!  What a week it's been!  I've been working ten hours a day!"
Resource 2:  "Is that all?  I've been working twelve."
Resource 3:  "That's just pitiful.  I've been working weekends for the last six months!"
Resource 4:  "You think that's something?  I work 20 hours a day, seven days a week!"
Resource 1:  "Of course, when I say 'ten hours a day,' that means every day, including weekends, holidays, vacation days, and sick days.  And I was only counting the regular working hours.  I don't really count the 14 hours a day of overtime as actual work.  And I've been doing that for 127 years!"

Resource 2:  "Sick days?  When have you been sick?  I have hypertension, high cholesterol, and major depression, and I haven't missed a single day!"
Resource 3:  "Oh yeah?  Well, I worked all through my chemotherapy.  Three courses of it!"
Resource 4:  "Hah!  You must've been taking a walk in the park!  I had a heart attack, and I kept right on working on my laptop in the ambulance!"
Resource 1: "Geez!  Have you guys been at Club Med, or what?  What sinecures!  I got paged while I was dead!  Yeah, I was clinically dead for half an hour!  And while I was floating above my body, I figured out how to answer the page using the defibrillators. And I had the problem fixed before they resuscitated me!"

Resource 2:  "Now that you mention pagers, I've been carrying this pager for two months solid without anyone else ever taking it or even backing me up!"
Resource 3:  "Wish I had your luck!  I have four pagers and three cell phones!"
Resource 4:  :"I have so many pagers and cell phones, I can't keep my pants up.  At least two are buzzing at any given time, and it takes me 15 minutes to figure out which ones they are!"
Resource 1:  "Don't you ever get any tough assignments?  I had a pager surgically implanted in me at birth.  It goes off at all times of the day and night, and I can't even tell who's paging me!  Um, except that one time when I was dead.  Because that pager can wake the dead, and dead is the only way you can read it."

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    Time to pan back now and discover that we are not the only eavesdroppers.  The others are shadowy men in white coats.  Perhaps we can also hear their conversation ...

    "Do you think we have done enough experiments now, Doctor?  We've done stress testing and sleep deprivation.  We've also done drug testing for several diseases."
    "Hmmm.  Not quite.  It does seem that they find the cheese more slowly when deprived of sleep, even if encouraged by electrical shocks.  But I want to do more testing on that.  Also, I'm intrigued with the results from implanting a chip in that one animal.  I would like to expand that to a larger sample of the population."
    "But can the knowledge gained through these experiments really be applied to human beings?"
    The Doctor chuckled.  "There are limits, of course.  We have to remember that human beings are vastly more intelligent than these creatures.  All the same, I wonder what goes through those tiny brains."