He pulled the rope, his biceps straining, inch by inch. "Yes!" shouted Maxwell from the surveilance bridge above. "Keep pulling!"
In the diance, a slow metallic howl could be heard as the ship rose up.
"You know boss, I don't get it," winced John between breaths.
"Don't get what?" replied Maxwell.
"You want to pull the ship up into orbit, but you've got a pulley attached to the sun. If you could get the pulley up there, why can't you have just-
"Quiet!" shouted Maxwell. "I don't pay you to think! I pay you to pull, so pull!"
Sure enough, the ship made it to orbit, but later that night, Maxwell couldn't get past the fact that he had overlooked such an obvious hole in his plan."Oh well," he said. "At least now I have the space laser in place." And with that, he called the United Nations for a little chat.
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