[On a sunny day, Lem was sitting on the edge of a pier, holding a fishing pole and watching as the red gummy fishes swam back and forth. Despite the tranquility of the scene, Lem's patience was wearing thin as the fishes refused to bite the gummy worm on his fishing pole.]

"Come on, bite it already!"

[He mumbled to himself, swinging the pole in an attempt to attract the fishes' attention. However, the fishes simply continued to swim past, oblivious to Lem's attempts at catching them. As time went on, Lem found himself growing more and more frustrated, his peaceful mood replaced by a sense of irritation.]