Dead tired that is! Tired of all these rat race a-holes coming up and talking to him like he was a machine, a box that pumps out corporate sludge into the businessphere. Jason looked around finally as he felt the stragglers dissipating at the end of the day. He had pulled this stunt before, pretending to be comatose, and each time it had never gone over well. But strangely enough, nobody ever caught on until he hadn’t handed anything in at the end of the day. Only then would they care, that their precious work had been left undone.