The next morning, Saturday morning, I was in bed like I usually was when I heard the honking of a horn, but I ignored it, then later heard a knock at the door.
"What the fuck?" I groaned annoyed as my head pounded from an hangover headache and I rolled around in bed not wanting to get up, but I forced my self out at the sound of the second rounds of knocking.
I groaned as I wiped the sleep from my eye yawning as I walked to the door.
"What?" I asked as I opened the door thinking that it was one of the nosy neighbors, scratching my leg, and yawning once more, but froze when my vison cleared and I saw who it was at door.
"Is this how you greet all your visitors?" he asked, "and I thought that I told you that I wanted to see you in my office bright and early, but it is now already," he said looking at his wrist watch "10:00 am."
