[ WP ] You 've been best friends with Death your entire life . When you 're about to become President of the largest world changing company in human history , Death turns to you and says `` Tomorrow , 3pm . ''

“ Bullshit, ” you exclaim, “ you're just trying to get me to make a mistake. ” You look at the tower of wooden sticks on the table. The game has gone on for a long time and the tower has gotten very high. The only move you can make is to take a left side piece from close to the bottom. 
 
 “ No. I promised I would give you 24 hours, it just so happens it ’ s advantageous for me to tell you now. ” Death chuckles and you pause while reaching for the piece. 
 
 “ Won ’ t you get in trouble if I start stressing out and have a heart attack because you told me? ” 
 
 “ It doesn ’ t work like that. The specific details of each client don ’ t matter. ” 
 
 “ So what? My time is just up and in the next 48 hours I need to turn in my keycard and pack up my desk? ” 
 
 “ More or less. ” 
 
 “ Well I suppose I should use this time to say goodbye to loved ones. Except I burned all those bridges to get here. The only people that care are the ones I make money for or who make money from me. ” 
 
 The tower falls, wooden pieces go flying across the room. Death smiles to himself. 
 
 “ How should I feel right now? What ’ s normal in this situation? ” 
 
 Death considers for a moment. 
 
 “ Scared, confused, angry, serene. Everyone has a different reaction. ” 
 
 “ Goddamn your casualness. ” 
 
 “ There is still time to say no, the board voted but you still have to accept our offer. Times are changing and we need strong leadership. But we can ’ t wait forever. ” 
 
 “ No, you ’ re right, I just needed to get it out of my system, ” you reach into your suit jacket and pull out the pistol. “ Would you mind cleaning up after I ’ m done? ” 
 
 “ Does it matter? ” 
 
 “ No, I guess not. ”
