[ WP ] You spend your whole life creating a time machine so you can fix something trivial .

It is almost done. My life's work the time machine is almost complete. I'm a mere hour away from the first test and I'm sweating buckets. 
 
 Twelve o'clock on the dot I take one last look at my completely ordered lab and step into the machine. The hatch closes and I start it up, it's working! But as it starts the ground shakes and ruins the perfect order of my lab, no this ca n't be! Spanners, wrenches, soldering irons. Tools everywhere I must clean this up I must have order! But the hatch it's stuck! 
 
 Suddenly a bright light. Another time machine appears and out of it steps... me? I nod at myself and start cleaning up the mess that my once beautiful lab has now become. I know what I must do. I can trust myself to order the chaos. I punch in the exact time I saw the light and I am gone. 
 
 I try the hatch again, aha! Success! It works. I see myself trapped I nod and begin the arduous task of cleaning up.
