👉 In ancient times, there was an armory on the outskirts of a bustling city. It was guarded by a grizzled old man named Armington. He wore his apron over his face and he said in his booming voice: "I've got my hands full with this armory! I must be the one to keep it safe."
But what happened next? You see, the old man had an unusual talent for keeping a tight hold on time and accuracy. One day, he found himself running late for work. When he arrived at his desk, he found that his boss was looking down upon him with suspicion. "Hey, Armington," said the boss. "Why are you so early? I thought this place was supposed to be bustling!" "What do you mean?" asked Armington, still wearing his apron over his face. "You're late! You should have called me at least an hour earlier!" said the boss with a smirk. Armington replied, "But how can I possibly call you when I'm not there?" "Well," said the boss, "I know that your boss is always trying to find someone to take him on his errands. Maybe he'll try your friend!" "I guess so," said Armington, still wearing his apron over his face. The old man was a bit taken aback by this unexpected remark. He thought for a moment before answering in an edgy tone, "But wait, you're my friend! I could call
