"Johnny!" he heard the same words the same time all his life. Since he worked for a comic company, he had to get up each morning at 4:30, make and eat breakfast, put on his clothes, and drive to the comic company headquarters. He had everything planned, everyday (including weekends) he would do his stuff, and always get to work by 5:00. But today seemed, off. The voice didn't call him and it was 5:00! He got up, ate quickly, brushed his teeth, and got dressed, ran to his car, and drove to work. "C'mon, dude! She didn't even call me!" Johnathon ranted and ranted about how his maid didn't wake him up. "Know what? I'm gonna down-size her pay, by 50%! Now she'll only get paid 3,000,000,000 dollars!" Since John said he would make it 3 billion dollars, the maid wouldn't care. Now, Johnny was a very rich man. Because he was the head artist of the company. Odd things were showing up before John. For example, his shoes untied randomly in the car. So, being the dummy he was, he thought, 'No what? I'm gonna tie my shoes. Of course, not paying attention to traffic wouldn't matter! I'll just blindly tie my shoes, and go on with my day!' Boy, was Johnny stupid.