[ WP ] Your name is Death . You work 168 hours a week as the reaper of souls on planet Earth . You 're living on just a couple bucks above minimum wage , you like to travel , you have a crush on the reaper on planet Xenor and you secretly take 4 sugars in your coffee . Today is your first ever day off .

( Feel free to critique, I only really do this when I drink but am always happy to hear how I can improve ) 
 
 `` I'd spent so long thinking about what I would do on my day off. There were so many places I wanted to visit, like the Vatican, and the Louvre, and the top of Mount Stromboli. I mean, I'd _been_ to all those places, but I was never really _there_, if that makes sense. I was always just passing through on work, I'd stopped at all these places, I have stamps in my passport from all over the world. So many. But I'd never actually stopped to look around. I was always busy going from one client to the next, I barely ever had time to stop and think about what I was doing. I wanted to see so much, but I've only got one day to do it. And then I realized that just looking at places was n't what I wanted to do. I wanted to see things. Experience things. Doing nothing but looking was n't the right way to spend what little time I had. And so I started think about what I wanted to do. I figured I could try some fine dining, maybe stop at that tasty Mexican place where Pedro slipped and poured oil on himself and actually take the time to enjoy the food. When I had been there before, I only had time to grab a block of goat cheese and a few peppers before I had to get to San Francisco and pick up Andrew after he got hit by a bus. But what else would I do? I could n't just spend the whole day eating. _Just think of all the calories._ Ew. And then it hit me. I could ask Elise to dinner. Just pop on down to Xenor and we could get some nice fondue or something. Maybe see a movie. But she never got back to me, I guess she was just too busy and never saw my email, or maybe she just got too busy and got to reply. Which sucks, but I can understand. Xenor is n't quite as busy a place as Earth, because they've gotten past the whole'killing each other' thing, but it is still a lot of work. For example, she actually has enough free time to sit down and eat dinner. 
 
 But now, the day is finally here. I almost had a panic attack when I woke up this morning, because I was actually asleep. I stopped in Florence, and got coffee and a little pastry at a cafe near the Duomo for breakfast. I took the tour while I munched on my food. I had never realized just how delicious flaky foods were. You could feel them melt in your mouth while you chewed. But it was n't long after the tour ended that I realized just how much I wanted to do, and how long I had. 24 hours just was n't enough. I just stood there, my head spinning. THEN I realized that I was wasting my time sitting there trying to decide what to do, and I started panicking. What would I do? What to see? What to eat? What to hear?'' 
 
 `` I started running down the streets of Florence, hastily shopping and seeing the sights, and two hours later I was gone, making my way to London to see Big Ben, and have a proper English breakfast. Sure, I might be killing my diet, but today was the day, of all days, to splurge. I scarfed down the meal like I had n't eaten in years, and hurried around the city for hours.'' 
 
 `` As I was hurriedly deciding where to go next, I booked it to Atlanta so I could see the sights there and get some good Barbeque, and it was on my way there that I realized. I was more stressed out on my day off than I was on my workdays. I could barely remember what I'd done today, and my goal was to have memorable experiences. So, when I got to Atlanta I made my way to here. And now I'm six wonderful different beers in, and I've decided that not matter what happens, I'm going to make sure that my day off is _relaxing_, like it should be.'' 
 
 The patron next to me stared at me for a few moments, bewiledered. `` You probably never expected a simple'How do you do' to lead to such a rant, but there you have it. Sorry. Usually in my line of work I spend the majority of my conversations just answering questions and hearing people bitch about how unfair things are.'' 
 
 My drinking buddy next to me nodded his head and took a swig of his drink. `` I can understand that, man. People can be really self-centered assholes sometimes. But it is pretty awesome that you've been all over the world with your work, even if you do n't get to fully appreciate it. What exactly _do_ you do, buddy? It sounds like an awesome job.'' 
 
 `` Me? Oh, I'm the reaper of souls.''
