Well, at least there aren't any typewriters

Today's strip is set in an office, which means that yet again we can see that Al continues to ignore the presence of computers in pretty much every workplace in the country. (Maybe clerks don't get computers?) I'm trying to figure out whether we're supposed to be bemused that (a) McTidy lost the contract in the first place, (b) that he had to go to Slobbo to get it, (c) that Slobbo found it readily, or (d) all of the above. Probably (d). And it's such a cliché--this person has a messy office, but knows where everything goes! Whether that's true every time, I don't know.

I like how Slobbo doesn't just have a messy office, which is how it usually is. (In fact, while we've seen variations on the "person who's organized one place, but not in another" theme before, I don't believe we've seen "Arfo insists on being spiffy and neatly coiffed at all times, but take a look at his office...Oh, yeah!") No no. Top buttons unbuttoned, some stubble, eyes barely open, messy hair, the works. Methinks that Slobbo may have been on a bit of a binge last night.

Speaking of, isn't McTidy a bit well-dressed for a clerk? Do clerks even have offices? I mean, I know they say to dress for the job you want, but that seems a bit much. Unless his first name is supposed to be Clerk. Hmm.

And is anyone else thrown off by the strip no longer appearing in the center of the window?