"I am the Specter of Unpaid Overtime." "I will guide you to the shadowy region that is neither life nor death. It is existence without meaning." "Where is this awful place?" "Right here. And if any sticky notes fall on the floor, I'll rake 'em up."
Then I was visited by the Specter of Unpaid Overtime. He hit me with his rake because he's trying to become a grim reaper. "Hee hee!!" "I just realized that I only enjoy your stories when they involve you getting hit by a rake." "That only happened once." "I plan to tell the gardener that you insulted his wife."
