Mr. Jones clocks out at a quarter to 8. He is meeting his lawyer at 9 to talk about his divorce.
They will meet at the diner on the corner of west 16th street. Mr. Jones stops at a bar for a quick
drink. Some bourbon. 1 sip, burns down his throat into his stomach. 2 sips, he still wants more. 3
sips, he can't stop. 4 sips, he starts to feel good. 5 sips, he's going to be late to the meeting. Mr.
Jones takes his finally sip and get into his car and starts to drive. Mr. Jones runs a red light and
gets flattened by an 18 wheeler.