[ WP ] Its the zombie apocalypse . You are completely oblivious to everything about it , although its been going on for 2 years now . Your routine the past 2 years has not changed at all .

Zombies are pretty slow, easy enough to avoid. The plague was fast and devastating especially since it was airborne and migratory birds were the main carriers. After all the chaos of the first few months most of my friends and myself managed to not become infected and change, guess we had a natural immunity. 
 
 Looting and destroying things quickly lose their appeal, especially since there was n't anyone to enforce the rules. Was it even breaking the law at this point? Not important! 
 
 Working help desk at a major bank was rather quiet, browsing the internet and watching youtube videos, all of which were cached so nothing was updated. Usually the phone would ring non-stop with irate customers. Usually they would complain about their account being locked out and how I was intentionally keeping them from doing their job. Today though was a quiet Friday save for Ben prank calling my line. Naturally I humored him and went along with the scenario. Turns out he needed to put coffee grounds into the coffee machine before brewing, common mistake. The boss was in his office banging on the thick glass staring at me. I chuckle thinking of the reprimand I would surely get if were to escape his office. Wonder what he was even doing here 2 years ago to be stuck in his office. I look to the bottom left of my computer `` 4:54 P.M.'' I fill in my time sheet and E-mail my boss my daily action report. I get an automated e-mail back stating `` The recipient you are trying to contacts mailbox is full and your e-mail could n't be delivered. Please contact your system administrator.'' That is n't my problem! 
 
 I walk out to my car making sure to avoid the population. Ended up clumsily dropping my keys, as I go to pick them up some one clumsily fell onto me. Taken aback I exclaimed `` Open your eyes and watch where your going!'' Naturally they continued in my direction. Geez people these days always about themselves zero consideration for other. Determined to not let this spoil my Friday I keep in mind that Ben, Tasha, Sam and I meet every Friday at the Bar to unwind and retell out horror stories from our 9 to 5s. 
 
 Traffic is n't anything out of the ordinary, people crossing when they clearly do n't have the right of way. I arrive at the bar and see that every one has already made it before me. This was typical since I worked a bit further away from our watering hole than all of them. It was most easy for Tasha since the bar was conveniently where she worked. We all have a few beers and make a ruckus. This draws the attention of the local population and they press against the windows to see what all the commotion is about. Seeing that it is getting late we all decide to call it a night and pay our tabs. Leaving the bar I notice someone decided that my car was a perfectly acceptable place to take a siesta. I go up to them and nudge them providing the information that this particular place is not a bed contrary to what they think. The lady lurched towards me in anger snarling and biting. I move out of the way as she tumbled to the ground. Guess some people really ca n't handle themselves. 
 
 The drive home was uneventful, as it usually is on a Friday night. I walk up my steps and put my key into the door. I hear excited rustling on the other side and light grunting noise. I swing open the door and exclaim `` Hey Dexter!'' I immediately get attacked with sloppy kisses from my German Shepard. `` Oh looks like you got into the trash again!'' Sigh, I will clean that up later. `` Well boy are you ready for your walk?'' ( Excited barking and tail wag ) I grab his leash and hook it onto the collar. I take him to his favorite park which is just a few blocks away. The eaves turning vibrant shades of fiery red, golden yellow, and rusty orange. Autumn has always been my favorite season, perfect coffee weather. Dexter is a pretty friendly dog but he has an issue with personal space. He has no coral jumping up on you to say hello. Per the usual I was apologizing to many people as he knocked them down. They angrily pursued us, so Dexter and I just picked up the pace a little. 
 
 Once home I realized that I ran out of dog food. `` Ugh so clumsy'' I said out loud, it was 9:30ish and the pet store closes at 10:30. I quickly jump back into my car and speed to the Pet Store the speed limit is 35 but I was doing around 50mph. All of a sudden my car was illuminated with red and blue flashing. `` Damn it, of course I would get pulled over.'' I thought Sam did n't work this late, then it occured to me that this week was her late shift. I pull over and she walks up to the car and asks for license and registration. I surrender my documents, she asks `` Do you know why I pulled you over?'' I try to play dumb and say `` umm no officer is a tail light out?'' She responds with `` You were doing well over 20 miles of the posted speed limit.'' 
 
 A large crowd is attracted to the lights and she exclaims for them to get back and to not interfere with police business. She un-holsters her firearm as the horde approaches repeats for them to get back and fires her M-9 Beretta. 7 loud shots later and the 7 assailants were dispatched. `` Damn it, more I have to write in my nightly report.'' She comes back with my documents and apologizes for the inconvenience. She writes me a warning and tells me to slow down. As she walks away I look at the `` warning'' ( Dinner at my place Tuesday at 7? ) along with her place of residence. Hmmm looks like this Friday was better than expected!
