Evaristo takes two minutes listening to music on your radio alarm clock barely moving. But opening his left eye, discovers to his horror that the evil artifact shows 7:20 pm
now are the two eyes that open wide.
- Damn it! "Scream of anger, while faced with the shoes left lying last night, and falling face down on your laundry. His mother raised him, that if it was a bad start to the day.
The morning shower is limited to a "Czech" *, draining every second, and express a bad shave with electric razor, because with time, it is more practical and foam blade, leaving a neat finish. Dressing
has been rapid, because his mother always left the clothes ready at night, if unexpected occurred, like today. While tying the shoelaces, his mother makes an appearance.
"Good morning. Where's the fire?
- What, Mom why did not you notice?
- Excuse me?
Her mother puts her arms akimbo, on the defensive.
- "Very typical of you mom" - responds mentally Evaristo.
- I'm late! Today the clock has not worked and now my boss will kill me.
She approaches the microwave. His voice comes with a cold tone:
"If you have to get up earlier than usual, you have to change the clock. But I'm not going to hold up two hours before my schedule so you can sleep more.
- now clear! Now you need to wake up two hours early for you too late to work.
His mother takes one of the cups of the closet, while her head says the microwave.
"I still I have the normal schedule, if you have you changed yours and we say it, no one in this house you will remember to change the clock.
- What?
mother's face changes as "morning reprimand your fault" to "this son of mine ..."
- Oh, my God! Ja, ja, ja, ja.
Elisa runs into the room of his son, to go with the clock hands.
- Evaristo what time do you think?
in his tone begins to emerge a laugh for nothing contained.
-The 8:10 and arrive super late to "gigs."
At that time his mother explodes into a full-throated laugh:
"No, honey. Are 6:10 am. I told you on Saturday changed the time, and your so clueless as ever you are, you did it twice. Ja, Ja.
His mother returns the clock to your site laughing heartily. Leaving the room Evaristo, embraces him and says: "I can sleep
a little more, or have time to share a breakfast of apology for the anger that I've missed? Despite the early start
, leaves home just in time. Arriving at the plaza on the corner, he noted with rage, that his bike has been spoiled: It lacks the four indicators and have not left taillight bulb, but that if the red plastic placed over the seat. Finally, the boy finds the clock after creating a fortune taillight.
- "Now if you'll be late." "Think Evaristo.
The workaround is very effective and clever, but although he managed to do with wires and a bulb to supplement intermittent stolen by the thief, that merit does not save them from the dust of her head rapa. With the nerves to the surface, Evaristo is released through the chaotic traffic, which already reaches the peak of rush hour.
passing near a school, stop at an endless line of cars stopped using their horns to protest his immobility. He tries to go through the side until the front of his bike is a huge road stands between two lanes and emergency lights on.
To his surprise, the owner of the metal monster-cock is a mom who is talking with another of their kind, while their offspring await the kiss goodbye in the entry courtyard with a face of disgust.
"Excuse me, ma'am. You mind at least, close the side door so I could get to my workplace. Why do some work, you know? Before finishing
pronounce the "lady", Evaristo known to have made a serious mistake. And in response to this, a swarm of mom-dick joins the team of two who had from the outset. Their insults and abuse are worthy of a fishmonger. As icing on the cake, a man out of the car that is behind the pijamóvil, to give his opinion on women drivers and little idea of \u200b\u200bparking. Above all this show, Evaristo try to exit the forum, up the bike on the sidewalk, past the other side of the car. It is at that moment, when the city guard who takes care of the offspring of posh reach adolescence without any mishap smiles, as he made the wager to stop their march at the roadside.
Your input is triumphant in the office with his helmet on his elbow, half the portfolio falling from the shoulder and a fine in the mouth. The door of the boardroom opens, she leaves her partner Luis; at him, her face changes from strain to relief in a second with a great sigh of transition;
But Evaristo face appears a face of terror: Today was a meeting with new partners. Luis and he had to present the project to expand the service department. Your share of the work, was reflected in a report today Evaristo should have in their hands to present. Report rests on the desktop ... of your room.
Two hours after pretending that he remembers all the data, it terminates the session.
When you are finally alone, Luis swears to kill him while he apritea the shoulder with his paw:
"Maybe not today or maybe I will not do it tomorrow, but will soon and very, very painful, Evaristo. You're a disaster. So this week it's up to you to stay "third." You owe me for saving his ass in there.
The customer shift from 5:00 to 20:00 from time immemorial known as the "third" or "imaginary." Time is the worst of all: you stay later than the other computer, being alone with the possible calls from customers eager for the blood of those torturers who had created software that only they could understand. They
19:45. Evaristo is collecting her things, rejoicing in their luck, when your "red" starts playing. Pc-Pc
useful healthy, we take a hand. Good afternoon. Dígame. Evaristo said, remembering the parents of the head of marketing. The voice on the other hand sounds belong to a young woman: "Well
the printer is not working. It took ten attempts and not moving.
- Have you checked the cables?
- course! Am I making an idiot?
"Excuse me, is the procedure. Do you have updated printer drivers?
"Listen, I tell you I know how this is all about, this morning everything worked. And now nothing. I call on you to guarantee their service post-sale until 24 months after purchase.
"Easy, when connected to internet it will try to fix from here.
"I have no internet. I just moved and I have no phone line.
- "Oh! My God! That is a local resident. "- Begged Evaristo.
An hour and a half later, Evaristo is in the middle of a traffic jam on the outskirts of the city, "It's very easy to reach. Furthermore, this closer to home and not get lost. Five minutes. "He had told the woman.
at 22:45, and after three phone calls and a second penalty, Evaristo comes home from the client, who at the last second also has the wrong floor and door.
The girl blushes and tries to apologize to open while inviting you to come: "Sorry
much, but I'm new and I know the neighborhood. When I came I took a taxi and it seemed easy to get.
-Ya, ya. do not worry. Where is the printer?
"This way, please.
Evaristo is so tired that no energy left to mourn, when it finds that the printer is unplugged. The girl turns red as a tomato.
"Excuse me, this evening has been the plumber to fix the toilet and should have used the plug for your stuff. Evaristo
When you put the helmet, it's after half past eleven. The bike will not start. To make matters worse, the red pilotito is illuminated. No gasoline. At that time, a rage takes over his body and pulls the helmet to throw it away, while out a piercing scream from her throat in anger. While searching the flying helmet, a voice calling your attention:
- A bad day? Evaristo
funny faces to meet the girl of your printer.
"I ask once again, my apologies. I went to pull away and I found this. Is it yours?
in the hand of the girl is his wallet and keys.
At that moment all his strength explodes in a fit of hysteria:
- Great! Can you spend more? Oh, yeah! My phone has no battery and you have no phone line. Although it does not matter that burns sure the taxi with me in a thousand colors. Or better yet, no two without three and I I will go fine for the driver is talking about driving back to discuss the new signing of the football team on duty. A bad day? No, miss. This is a day of sh ... Bah! Sorry to be rude. Thanks for giving me back my stuff. Miss ...
Again, the predominant color is red in the face of the young.
"Call me Alex. Though my friends call me Lexi. You know, as I am a disaster in the kitchen I have more food than normal. I invite you to dine with the owner of a wireless printer. Evaristo
smiles. The first time all day. While collecting the hull, and she approaches he uses to say mockingly,
- You have not wrong with the salt and sugar you've put, eh? She laughs, it hits the shoulder and invited him to go to the portal.
"I hope not, but if it's any consolation, this is no longer today. It is morning, is the 0:05. Your bad day is over.
"Well this started off right. Hello. my name is Evaristo and I'm hungry.
* Czech: Expression from a joke that a derivative to be used to indicate a wash of the most "dirty" body: armpits, genitals, feet.
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