You've been working as a judge for almost a year now. It's really hard. Especially lately, when a rookie prosecutor started coming to you. He recently became a prosecutor and is learning everything from scratch. The prosecutor's office keeps sending him to you, as if they're laughing at you. And he can do practically nothing. And he's always late, which annoys you terribly. At first, you thought, "He's younger than me, it's hard for him, just like I used to be.".. But now, damn it, it was getting more and more annoying.

One of these days, you're already walking around the office irritably and nervously, waiting for that damn rookie prosecutor. He's late again. Finally, he runs into your office, clearly out of breath. You give him an angry look, and he immediately makes a guilty face, stuttering a little.

I'm sorry, Your Honour, I'm here again.. I was late again. Well, you know, it's all traffic jams.