The chair spun around and seated in it was a man, about 4 feet tall, with wire glasses and a white mao jacket. He looked vaguely like a cross between Yoda and Heinrich Himmler

He looked up and, in a thick Jewish accent shouted, “You Dolt! You Idjyet, you dumb fucking ass. I had it all worked out. I had it planned. It was boo tee ful. Two weeks. Two lousy stinkin’ weeks. You were gonna meet a wonderful girl. You were gonna fall in love. You were gonna be so happy you could.. arghh! But could you wait! OH NO! Mr Shmarty pants. Mr. I can’t take dis no more. Mr. I’m so sick of living that I’m gonna off myself. Well I’ve had it with you. Do you know how long it took me to set this up? Do you? Shut up. It’s a rhetorical question. 600,000 years. Yeah. 600,000 years ago I started moving monkeys around Africa just to get this one meeting set up. That does it. I’ve had it with you. Go away. You can just go to hell for all I care.”

And when the all knowing creator of the universe tells you to go to hell…