[ WP ] In the future you can apply to the government for a killing permit . What it is is a piece of paper that exempts you from any legal action for the murder of one person of your choice . Describe one man 's experience with this permit .

He sat in the windowless lobby, playing a game on his phone. 
 
 `` Number twenty seven to window four.'' a woman said over the intercom, he checked his ticket, smiled, and approached the window with a giant four painted over it. 
 `` Hi, how are you?'' He asked the woman sitting on the other side of the desk who proceeded to glare at him. 
 
 `` Do you have your papers?'' She asked in a rather condescending tone. 
 
 `` Sure do!'' he excitedly placed his papers on the table, `` so have you worked here-'' 
 
 `` I'm going to need to see a form of identification.'' She cut him off before he could waste more of her time. 
 
 She scanned over the papers, looked at him, scanned them once more and then proceeded to enter the information on her out of date computer. 
 
 `` You'd like us to do it, right?'' 
 
 `` Oh yes please, would n't want to get my hands dirty!'' he chuckled, she stared. 
 
 `` Would you like to choose, or have us choose?'' 
 
 `` Feel free to have whoever is available take the job.'' 
 
 `` When did you want the job completed?'' 
 
 `` Tonight preferably, but whenever works, I totally get it,'' he smiled. 
 
 She scrolled through a calendar on her computer, `` It looks like I have three agents available.'' 
 
 `` Perfect! Pick the least squeamish!'' She did n't find him funny. 
 
 `` Did you have a preference of how you'd like it done?'' 
 
 `` quick and painless, whatever that means.'' 
 
 `` Sir, you'll need to choose, we have different prices depending on the method.'' 
 
 He could tell she was getting annoyed, `` How about the cheapest, whatever that means.'' 
 
 `` That will be a shot to the chest while sleeping. Is this ok?'' Her question had a touch of sarcasm, but he ignored it. 
 
 `` We will need a key for the premises and then it appears your total today comes to thirty dollars even.'' 
 
 `` Sounds fantastic!'' He opened his wallet, slid thirty dollars and a key across the table. 
 
 `` Have a fantastic day!'' he said with a smile as he left. 
 
 `` What a lunatic.'' she scoffed to herself. 
 
 When he got home, he turned on the television, and fell asleep on the couch. 
 
 He woke up to the sound of someone unlocking his front door, `` finally,'' he thought `` it's over.'' 
 

