For thirty years, Johnson arrived at work at 9 A.M. the dot. He had never a day and was never . Consequently, when on one day 9 A.M. passed without Johnson's , it caused a sensation. All work and the boss himself, looking his watch and muttering, came into the corridor.
Finally, precisely at ten, Johnson up, clothes dusty and torn, his face and bruised, his glasses . He limped painfully to the time , punched in, and said, that all eyes were him, "I and rolled down two flights of stairs in the subway. Nearly myself."
And the boss said, "And roll down two flights of stairs you a whole hour?"