The time showed 10:11 when he punched in to the system. Eleven minutes late, and all because those obstinate sheep wouldn’t let him have his way, he cursed.
“Bastian, this just won’t do! We need punctuality at this office.”
All he could do was stare back at his boss, biting back the response he had wanted to give.
“The report you gave me yesterday is all wrong too. It’s not the way I wanted it.”
Bastian shook his head silently as he walked to his cabin.
“These damned sheep are everywhere,” he muttered softly, so his boss wouldn’t hear.
(© Vinay Leo R. @ I Rhyme Without Reason, 13th July 2016)