Coming home from work he fell asleep on the bus again.
Fortunately, like previous times, he had woken up before his stop. This time it was only a matter of seconds before sailing past and having to either walk back or catch another bus on the reverse journey. He was sick of it and knew that something really had to be done about his sleepless nights. Eventually it would have a major impact on his health. Night after night he could hear what would have to be a small animal in the attic scrabbling around at night, causing an ongoing succession of sleepless nights. It was, in fact, a huge, hungry rat prowling around in the attic continually looking for food.
Although he found the landlord a hard person to get on with, he would have to be firm and advise him yet again of the problem in the attic. He had already complained, but nothing had been done. He didn’t want to go around and see him face to face, so he decided to send him a strongly worded email. So, that evening he sat typing. He was far more specific about the growing problem, forcefully suggesting that the landlord arrange to have a pest exterminator come in and fix the situation.
Meanwhile, up in the roof space the rat was gnawing on a cable.
The man was choosing his words carefully, so as not to upset his grumpy landlord.
Above him the chomping continued.
He was almost finished when a loud crackling noise came from above.
In that moment, upstairs, sparks and fur flew, momentarily lighting up the loft, and a dead creature lay smouldering.
Downstairs, his screen went black and the house went into total darkness.
One problem had been solved!