You Don't Wanna Run

For an old guy, Jack can really move. He runs into the office every day at top speed, his suit jacket flapping violently behind him. He is afraid of being late for work, as if anybody would notice or care. Once he was five minutes late, and he spent the next hour apologizing profusely and explaining that there had been an accident blocking all of the westbound lanes. His apology was neither accepted nor acknowledged. Calm down, Jack. Just calm down.