So there was Gary. He wasn’t doing anything exciting at the moment but Gary knew what to do. They hadn’t told him but he knew his job.

His dad had done it and even his dad’s dad had done it.

Though it was a very easy job, it was a comfortable job and he knew he could stay here for the rest of his life and be happy.

The job required no thinking and hardly any work other then numbering a chart and telling people that the chart signified this for that.

After that all he had to do was sit and get paid like a man who loved his life and his job.

Gary also had a love life. He had met his wife three weeks into college and they had dated ever since. They had only had two major fights and both had been due to very stressful days and they had both been completely over the fights within a week.

They ended up having two beautiful children.

From there they grew old, Gary kept his job just like his father before retiring when he was 60 because he didn’t mind keeping his job and it paid for the kids colleges and he and his wife were set for life.

Gary grew even older and eventually died with his wife.

His last words were that he loved his family and was happy that they were all happy.

Gary was dead.