Lars Edgar, 36, businessman

Hopping off the bus and onto the sidewalk, Lars rushed down the street. It was 8:57, and he did not want to be late for work again. Crossing the street after only briefly looking both ways, he arrived at his work building. Lars entered and approached the desk.

The receptionist, Judy, was typing something on her computer. Lars didn’t even glance at her boobs, which were completely exposed due to her lack of top. It was company policy that all female workers below the age of 40 should be topless at all times. Additionally, the only acceptable shoes for women were high heels, which were at least six inches in height. For bottoms, women were expected to wear tight fitting skirts that didn’t go past their knees.

“Good Morning, Lars, another late morning?” Judy said, looking up from her computer.

“Yep, my alarm didn’t go off again,” Lars replied, sheepishly.

“You really have to get a new alarm clock,” Judy said, laughing.

“I know, I know,” Lars shot back. “Well, better head up before they fire me. See you later!”

“Bye!”

Lars headed to the elevator. Hitting the button, he was relieved to find that there was already an elevator on the floor. After he got in, he hit the button for the 21st floor and waited, anxiously, for the elevator to go up.