lord-zany

 His shirt had just been pressed, his pants were taut and neat, and his shoes had a sheen of brilliant purity. Today was to be the day he presented his masterpiece to his client. And oh what a masterpiece it was: wrapped persuasively in gold ribbons with a silk bow tied in the perfect knot. He examined his presentation. Thoughts busied themselves feverishly in his head. Is this what they want? Is the wrapping precise enough? Is the color right? Is the bow tied correctly? Is the bow color right? Is it even supposed to have a bow? He untied the bow. Tossing it aside he reexamined his work. Perfect. Moments later a rapping came heavily upo