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Recursive
« on: February 05, 2012, 09:43:17 PM »
It is 8 AM, the clock buzzes as he rushes to stop it. The warm and comfortable nest begs for more time .. it is difficult to disagree.
- Damn! - He jumps out the bed as he realizes it is already 8:21 AM, there is no time for a shower. He quickly dresses up his jeans and a white wrinkled t-shirt with a "what are you looking at?" stamping. - Where is the other sock? Where is it? - he says while turning the room upside down. There is no time for searches, he opens the dirty socks drawer and smells them one by one until he finds a acceptable pair. It is 8:25 AM the toasts are ready. He rushes to get them out of there, burning his hands while juggling with them into the table. The butter is already over it and the microwave oven is beeping, notifying him that the milk is warm.

It is 9:52 AM, he is trying to find a suitable place to park. The company didn't gave him a reserved spot, he needs to work a few more years for it. - There! - urging into a small gap between a old fiat punto and a range rover. He pulls the handbrake, gets the keys, closes the door and rushes into the company's entrance. It is a big entrance made of reinforced glass, with transparent and colorful mosaics writing the name of the company - OPTOTREX. - Good morning mister Johnson - greets the security guard. - The research team is waiting for you to initiate the countdown procedure.
It is 10:02 AM, John walks rapidly in his white labcoat through a gray and cold concrete tunnel in direction to the laboratory security entrance. He nears his hand into his pocket and retrieves a optotrex ID card. He slides the card in the wall aperture, a red light turns green and the door opens with a pneumatic hiss noise. - Mister Johnson! Finally! Did you fell asleep again?

It is 10:12 AM, 12 more minutes than planned. - Alright John, you know what to do. Monitor those panels and don't let the laser get unstable. Johnson sure knew what to do, he was the best graduated student in physics in his university. But what was it worth? He is just a equipment supervisor, out of the research team in that super reputed laboratory. It is 10:14. - Initiating countdown sequence ... 10 .. 9 .. 8.. 7..  6.. 5.. 4.. 3..2.1

It is 8 AM, the clock buzzes as he rushes to stop it. The warm and comfortable nest begs for more time .. it is difficult to disagree.
- Damn! - He jumps out the bed as he realizes it is already 8:14 AM, there is no time for a shower. He quickly dresses up his jeans and a white wrinkled t-shirt with a "what are you looking at?" stamping. - Where is the other sock? Where is it? - he says while turning the room upside down. He has still some time, searches under the bed, behind the door and finds it there. It is 8:20 AM the toasts are ready. He rushes to get them out of there, burning his hands while juggling with them into the table. - Sh*t! - He says looking to the toast laying on the floor. - He was in a hurry and definitely without time to test weather the toast always falls with butter side down. Still, the toasts didn't have butter yet thus a pointless test. The microwave oven is beeping, notifying him that the milk is warm. He picks up the fallen toast and eats it indifferently.

It is 9:47 AM, he is trying to find a suitable place to park. The company didn't gave him a reserved spot, he needs to work a few more years for it. - There! - urging into a small gap just to the side of a cabriolet. He pulls the handbrake, gets the keys, closes the door and rushes into the company's entrance. It is a big entrance made of reinforced glass, with transparent and colorful mosaics writing the name of the company - OPTOTREX. He walks in and enters a huge hall with a front desk in the middle. There is people rushing everywhere, it looks like a mall. John has no time to wait, he calls the elevator and presses floor -4, it is the particle accelerator floor.
It is 9:57 AM, John walks rapidly in his white labcoat through a gray and cold concrete tunnel in direction to the laboratory security entrance. A pneumatic hiss noise is heard and the door opens. - Mister Johnson! Good morning! I was just going to ask security for you, good thing you are already here.

It is 10:07 AM, 7 more minutes than planned. - Alright John, you know what to do. Monitor those panels and don't let the laser get unstable. Johnson sure knew what to do, he was the best graduated student in physics in his university. But what was it worth? He is just a equipment supervisor, out of the research team in that super reputed laboratory.  It is 10:09. - Initiating countdown sequence ... 10 .. 9 .. 8.. 7..  6.. 5.. 4.. 3..2.1

It is 8 AM, the clock buzzes as he rushes to stop it. The warm and comfortable nest begs for more time .. it is difficult to disagree.
- Damn! - He jumps out the bed as he realizes it is already 8:09 AM. He strips a large black t-shirt and his boxers and enters the shower. It is warm in there, he wishes to never quit but he knows he can't. Today it is a critical day, the day everybody at his company have been working so hard to get to. He exits the shower and spots one sock behind the door. He quickly dresses up his jeans and a white wrinkled t-shirt with a "what are you looking at?" stamping. It is 8:12 AM the toasts are ready. He rushes to get them out of there, burning his hands while juggling with them into the table. The butter is already over it and the microwave oven is beeping, notifying him that the milk is warm.

It is 9:39 AM, he is trying to find a suitable place to park. The company didn't gave him a reserved spot, he needs to work a few more years for it. - There! - urging into a small gap between a old fiat punto and a range rover. He pulls the handbrake, gets the keys, closes the door and rushes into the company's entrance. It is a big entrance made of reinforced glass, with transparent and colorful mosaics writing the name of the company - OPTOTREX. He walks in and enters a huge hall with a front desk in the middle. There is people rushing everywhere, it looks like a mall. John has no time to wait, he calls the elevator and presses floor -4, it is the particle accelerator floor. A gentle female voice is heard in the speaker - All scientists working at level -3 be advised that a time/space freezing experiment will take place at 10:00 AM, thank you.

It is 9:49 AM, John walks rapidly in his white labcoat through a gray and cold concrete tunnel in direction to the laboratory security entrance. He nears his hand into his pocket and retrieves a optotrex ID card. He slides the card in the wall aperture, a red light turns green and the door opens with a pneumatic hiss noise. - Hi there Mister Johnson, please hurry up we are ready to start.

It is 9:59 AM - Hurry up John, we notified security that we would start the experiment by 10:00. - Wait! Were are my notes, my notes? Ah, here.
It is 10:01 AM - Initiating countdown sequence ... 10 .. 9 .. 8.. 7..  6.. 5.. 4.. 3..2.1

It is 8 AM, the clock buzzes as he rushes to stop it. The warm and comfortable nest begs for more time .. it is better not to, today is a big day. He strips a large black t-shirt and his boxers and enters the shower. It is warm in there, a very pleasant place, he can stay a while, afterall today he waked up in time. He exits the shower and spots one sock behind the door. He dresses up his jeans and a white wrinkled t-shirt with a "what are you looking at?" stamping. It is 8:08 AM the toasts are ready. He rushes to get them out of there, burning his hands while juggling with them into the table. The butter is already over it and the microwave oven is beeping, notifying him that the milk is warm.

It is 9:38 AM, he is trying to find a suitable place to park. The company didn't gave him a reserved spot, he needs to work a few more years for it. - There! - urging into a tight fit place next to a BMW. - SHFFFTT! - Followed by a cyclic and annoying siren sound, he puts the car into a halt, gets the keys, closes the door and inspects the cars - Damn! - He scratched the BMW, to make things worse the car's alarm is also making noise out of mercy. It doesn't take long before the security steps in, they want details..
It is 10:09 AM, John walks rapidly in his white labcoat through a gray and cold concrete tunnel in direction to the laboratory security entrance. He nears his hand into his pocket and retrieves a optotrex ID card. He slides the card in the wall aperture, a red light turns green and the door opens with a pneumatic hiss noise. - Mister Johnson! What a mess you did there.. From all the crappy cars around there did you really need to bump into the administrator's car?

It is 10:19 AM, 19 more minutes than planned. - Alright John, you know what to do. Monitor those panels and don't let the laser get unstable. Johnson sure knew what to do, he was the best graduated student in physics in his university. But what was it worth? He is just a equipment supervisor, out of the research team in that super reputed laboratory. It is 10:21. - Initiating countdown sequence ... 10 .. 9 .. 8.. 7..  6.. 5.. 4.. 3..2.1