He was shovelling snow out of the parking lot, wrapped nearly head to toe in coats and scarves.
I stepped out of the fire exit and had lit up before I noticed him, and I smiled guiltily, even as I shivered in the cold.
"You must really need that cigarette!" He said through his scarf.
"Yeah, this Astro-Ace project is really working us all to the bone, in order to meet the insane deadline our CEO insists upon."
The guy pulled down his scarf, and of course he was the CEO.
He fired me for messing with the fire exit.
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