I awoke to the sound of some bastard abusing the hell out of my poor door.  Groggily I examined the scene before me.  My office was a shambles, my company of the last few days littered the floor like so many twisted slumber parties.  Realizing that I had descended into the cliche, I sighed deeply, put on my hat and shirt and unlocked the door.  Darting back to my desk, I called out, "Come in!" to this foul harbinger of the day.  Almost immediately my tragically put upon door collapsed inward as the hulking behemoth that is my landlord barreled in.  The vein in his neck seemed about ready to give up as he roared, "DAMN IT LOWJACK, YOUR RENT IS LATE AGAIN THIS MONTH.  I AM SICK AND TIRED OF YOU WAITING UNTIL I'M ABOUT TO THROW YOUR STINKIN' CARCASS ON THE STREET TO PAY IT OFF!  WHY CAN'T YOU JUST PAY YOUR RENT ON TIME?!"  I opened my mouth with a bit of pre-rehearsed witticism, but before I could say anything he continued.  "DON'T YOU GIVE ME THAT GARBAGE ABOUT YOUR CASES, I KNOW YOU HAVE THE CASH!"  I sighed.  "Alright, I'll have the rent to you by the end of the week."  I assured him.  His face didn't change at this.  "I'D BETTER, OR SO HELP ME..."  He started toward the door and just as he was about to leave he added, "By the way Lowjack, clean this shit up, its disgusting."  And with that he left.  Well shit, I had better get a case then.  I have no idea where he got the idea that I had cash.  What little I had now littered the floor as so many empty bottles.  I closed the door again, and upon grabbing the screwdriver, began re-tightening  the screws on the door hinges.  Just as I was turning the last screw, a silhouette appeared in the window, and for the next moment all I could see was stars.  "Oh my gawd, are you okay?  I am soo sorry."  I rubbed my nose and blinked my eyes as I attempted regain my composure.  "What were you doin' standin' behind ya door anyway?"