1st day: Damn, I need to work on a holyday. Unpaid water bills. Jim ignores me.
2nd day: I have no water, but I'll just drimk the coffee beans. Got fired. Jim died, I didn't have the worst day. Saw Jim's ghost, too sleepy to care.
3rd day: Apocalipse? Who cares? Good thing I worship satan, he will not fire me. Jim is too skinny. I'll brush my teeth with this sword and go sleep.