Johnny was not a morning person and despised Mondays of all the other days. Monday was the day he had to go back to work. Work. He didn't want to get on the subject of work. Even though his family was well off, his parents thought it would be swell for him to get a job. The purpose of the job was for future experience. Of all the jobs he could have gotten, his dad was persistent on the job of a DMV worker, a job that would help in his people skills.

"What a great day," thought Johnny sarcastically. He was still drowsy from the day before and hadn't gotten much sleep that night. The day before was spent partying with his closest friends and he had been the designated driver, but that didn't keep him from having a good time. He had crawled out of bed...