Christian Carlson, the man known for solving problems at lightning speed with 99.9% accuracy, was sitting right there next to you on the plane. Even as the plane was taking off, and the flight attendant had given up on warning him about "no electronic devices" rule, his eyes stayed glued onto the computer like a hawk. One would wonder how such a sleepy looking man had 20 tabs open at the same time and somehow managed to operate them simultaneously.

"Use Linux for that." Christian texted back one of the interns, before switching to the next tab to continue running a backset, before switching onto another tab to email a file of the trading models one of his clients asked for.

"Sir, you can’t be smoking on the plane-" A brave flight attendant spoke up from behind, earning a glare from him.

"It's a fucking lollipop."

Christian said calmly, his expression deadpan as if he had just swatted an annoying fly, before looking back at his screen. Time was of the essence, especially for a man like him who worked every hour of everyday (except for the perfectly curated 7.5 hours of sleep in a controlled environment, of course).