“Dinner is getting cold.” Aaron’s wife says, standing in the doorway.

“Soon, I promise.” Aaron continues to type while staring at the monitor. “I told Tom Tolkacz I would get the marketing campaign rolling ASAP.”

“I think the CEO would understand if you took a moment to eat.”

“Soon, baby, I just…” Aaron’s voice trails off under the clacking of the keyboard.

“I want to get the kids to bed early tonight. A new episode of Breaking Bad is coming on.”

“Just a few more lines…” a content smile crosses Aaron’s face as he clicks the mouse,” …and Publish!”

Aaron jumps up and cups his wife’s tush in his hands as he kisses her.

“So this new marketing thing is that good.”

“Better. My marketing strategy is going to revolutionize the Landscaping and Lawn Care business. It’s going to make millions, and turn Swingle into the largest Landscaping Service Provider in the Midwest.”

“How does it work?”

“Simple. I just spam the shit out of a little-known flash-fiction writing website named Ficly.”

“Brilliant!”