Problem with the program's translation. Need u to stay late and fix.
Sigh dramatically? Check.
Pack lunch and dinner? Check.
Out the door fifteen minutes before work starts.
Mom is calling.
Your mom is a lovely veterinarian who opened her own shop when you were eight. She always wants to check in. "No no, I'm not running late mother, I swear."
Dad doesn't check in unless it's a holiday. He wanted you to be a lawyer, and you remember the disgust on his face when you said "That's boring."
You still think it sounds boring.
This job is much more exciting! You pull into the parking garage and ride the elevator up to your station. You are one among many computer programmers that enable the creation of the nation's most prized possession: the Hunger Games. It is your job to sit in your cushioned chair with your steaming cup of coffee (emptied into your stomach very quickly) and program the inner workings of the arenas. Using a keyboard, you speak a different language.
You can work for hours on end without stopping. All you need is a little coffee (or a lot).
Everyone outside of your field thinks the computer nerds can't have a social life. Wrong again - you go on at least one date a month. It always ends with you having sex and your partner petting your dog afterward, but that's acceptable.
"Are you ever going to settle down?" Mother asks.
You wonder the same thing. What is it even like to see one person for more than a day?