I'd have a single half hour to jack in before they discount a day's wages, but make me work anyway. These old bones may not be ancient, but they've aged enough. How I'd kill to be in my twenties again, coding up those silly shareware things. I thought they were just annoying, little stepping stones on my way to the top. Turns out they'd be the most fun I'd ever have with a compiler.
Most people think that hitting the big time is a good thing.
I thought that too, when the talent scout found me. I was sitting in my usual booth at the back of the Peasluvdope when this slick businessman walks up. Says I've got a bright future at the Protege Corporation. Yeah, I was paid well, I figured as I brushed my teeth. I've got more cash than one man should have.