Don woke up. Normally this isn't a very uncommon thing to do for Don but this morning was strange because he was floating about 6 inches above his bed. Upon realizing this he promptly feel to the bed then bounced off of the bed and landed firmly upon the ground. Alright Don thought Lets have a go at not falling on the floor tomorrow morning. Getting up and dusting himself of Don preceded to do what every normal person does in the morning. He brushed his teeth, commed his hair, took a shower, dressed in his 500$ suit and drove off to work in his rather expensive Aston Marten.
Driving such an expensive car though the streets of L.A. was not necessarily a dangerous thing to do but recently.. things.. had been happening. Like waking up 6 inches off his bed, or some of the mail he had gotten recently was a dressed to a "Sky Lord", or that a very tall and thin man had taken to standing across the street of his penthouse in uptown L.A. Well non of that mattered now. He was safe in his car heading toward his very cushy job at A.I.R. Airplane, Inspection, and Regulations. It was a good job. Don loved his job. He got to fly all over the nation to inspect planes and tell them what was wrong with it. With all the laws after 9/11 the restrictions on planes and their designs are very strict and he always loved telling men who had put millions of dollars into something that they had to do more work.
When Don got to work he was annoyed to find that someone had parked on his space. Finding another one he got into the building but was stopped by security when he was not allowed to get to his office."What in hell is going on!" that was unlike him. Usually he was very controlled with his anger. "I'm sorry Mr. Casser you sent in your letter of resignation 3 weeks ago."
"What!! I did no such thing!"
"Well my records show that you said that you would be leaving the company to retire."
"I'm 36 why would i want to retire!"
"I'm sorry sir this is just the information I have."
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