*BUZZ BUZZ* You hear your phone start to vibrate. *BUZZ BUZZ* You look at your phone with heavy eyelids to see it is your boss, the dick at Waffle House that who likes to make your life a living hell. *BUZZ BUZZ BUZZ* Angered for being pulled from your slumber (Oh what a good dream you were having. And when you were about to make a move on her none the less!) you answer your phone.
"YOU NO GOOD LAYABOUT! WHAT DO YOU THINK THIS IS?! I'M NOT PAYING YOU TO SLACK OFF WITH YOUR THUMB IN YOUR ASSHOLE ALL DAY!
The sound of your bosses voice jolts you from your drowsiness. You look at your clock and see it's 2:00. He's right to be angry. You're 3 hours late.
"THIS IS THE THIRD TIME THIS WEEK! YOUR FIRED! HOW YOU EVEN GOT THIS JOB IS A MYSTERY!"
You hear a beep as your boss disconnects the call. He was right. You wonder how you even got the job in the first place. You didn't really put much effort into your resume, and the only reason you did it was to please your roommate. You lie in your bed and become bored as the hours pass by.
Looking around your room, you try to decide what you wish to do.