Brain Blot

One of these days, I'm going to snap!  Edgar thought to himself. He really had no reason to think this. It was not true. If anything, one of these days, Edgar was going to finally tire of life in the city and move back to his hometown to run his uncles farm. But, until that day comes, he will continue waking up 30 minutes early so he can catch the bus that rarely has any weirdos on it.

Frank Geller was a bank teller. There was nothing in the world he hated more than being a bank teller. There were many reasons for this, not the least (nor greatest) of which was that both of his friends called him "Frank Geller the bank teller". Frank wants to be a concert musician, but he is not very good at playing any musical instruments. Frank will probably go out and buy himself a goldfish tomorrow after work.