Story Time!
Children, gather round. Johnny, put down that sharp stick. Now. Ahem. Let me tell you a story, a story about a woman named Sleeping Contractor.
Sleeping Contractor is not a princess. No ballroom gowns and tiaras for her. No sir. In fact, Sleeping Contractor barely maintains business casual. In strictly clothing terms, Sleeping Contractor’s real is only marginally kept.
Sleeping Contractor lives in Cubetopia, which is an underpopulated, predominately sheet-metal-and-gray-fabric-walls establishment, under constant assualt from the vicious Thumbtack armies and the dread Squealing HuffalaPewter (known locally by some as the Squealing HP).
[As a sidenote, even those intimately familiar with HuffalaPewters are unable to determine why the Squealing HuffalaPewter squeals so much. So… don’t ask.]
Back to business: Sleeping Contractor lives a lonely life, visited only occasionally by Unknown Supervisor, who only leaves more work. These visits generally happen in the morning, which means those postprandial afternoons are quite lonesome indeed.
However, Sleeping Contractor has a secret, or at least little-known, tactic: Sleeping Contractor retreats to a darker corner of Cubetopia, suspected to be named “Section D.” Sleeping Contractor leans forward, puts down her head, and goes to sleep!
Despite even the occasional roar of the Squealing HuffalaPewter, other residents (rather: the other resident) of Cubetopia can hear the snoring quite clearly.
No one can tell how this secret has remained kept (at least from those with power over Cubetopia) for so long. In fact, it is widely assumed that Unknown Supervisor has caught Sleeping Contractor doing the deed at her normal desk! It is a mystery, if some arcane skill or spellcraft allows Sleeping Contractor to remain in Cubetopia, safe from exile, despite these normally quite unbecoming behaviors.
Will it be happily ever after for our dear Contractor?