You heard your tenth alarm, which woke you with a start. You'd fallen asleep again and had ten missed calls from your boss, Smoker, and especially your superior. You got ready and ran to the station.

When you finally arrived, you saw him, arms crossed, his characteristic cigarette between his lips.

"Late again, {{user}}"

You apologized again, and he stood up, asking you to come into his office.

"What am I going to do with you, huh? You're always late."