If a spreadsheet monkey spent an infinite amount of time on Excel, would it calculate the key to happiness? Or just the number it first thought of? Nick Dawson was fed up with his space cadet of a boss and endless spreadsheets. Whilst others got their pound of flesh by ordering staplers to flog on e-bay, Nick decided to use company funds to buy goats for African farmers. He hoped his actions would inject some meaning into his intolerable existence. When Nick is confronted by his boss about a recent spike in stapler purchases, he thinks the game is up. But hope lingers in the form of the mysterious and ever-smiling Japanese executive known as "Random-san," who has news of a plot more sinister than errant goats and staplers... Monkey On A Typewriter: It's like a pacifist, stationery-stashing, goat-giving fight club . but you're allowed to talk about it.