But the cinema was too expensive, and it was forbidden to stay in the offi ce unless your computer screen showed some work. Sometimes, late at night, I sneaked to my desk to watch a movie in the dark. Once or twice, when my luck ran out, I was caught. When I was caught, I immediately closed the computer window, which was in the middle of a climactic scene. The tears fell bitterly on my sweet cheeks. With embarrassment and shame and a piercing pain, I turned on Skype in an act of rebellion, wishing to fi ght anonymously with someone out there in order to seek comfort. The moment Skype was on, however, the diligent purchaser of the biggest customer popped out like a disappointing surprise and a surprising disappointment. He greeted me as though working overtime is an obligation in his extraordinarily remarkable words: “Hi! There you are! Finally! Why wouldn’t you overwork at ordinary times?”