It's sometime between 0200 and 0700 hours. In the frickin' Army, it is. But over at Not Too Distant Future Inc., it's between two and seven in the AM, and Michael sits in his surveillance room with the rest of the peacekeeping security drones. But they have clipboards. And so they are extremely official. They stare silently at black-and-white screens until Michael hits one button -- probably the one marked "CONTRIVE," but I'm only guessing -- and the surveillance screen turns to a channel broadcasting a hockey game. What…what's that? It's "a replay of tonight's game." Uh-huh. Steve The Standing Guy suggests that Michael get back to work, but Michael has a little speech about this job "sucking," calling it "the most boring thing I've ever done in my life." I give speeches of that nature on a rather consistent basis, usually delivering verbatim words at 8:59 local on Tuesday nights. Michael continues that he is going to "improve the working conditions" of this sucking job, and he rips off his clip-on tie as an example of said improvements. The others follow, eventually including Steve The Standing Guy, who gets a big round of applause when he takes off his own clip-on. A win for fashion. A loss for Sears. Michael loudly celebrates the scoring of a goal he would already have seen. Celebrate and sympathize with them, folks. They're checking your carry-on luggage.