Amery was enjoying his work designing a computer game. That is, until he made some changes and now every minute the code would spawn a gremlin-type character that would run amuck through the game messing up the scene, the scores and so on. He checked his code most carefully but the fault seemed to avoid detection. He went home late in a sulk but as he stepped in the door, a shelf was thrust into his hands by his wife that he'd been asked to affix to the wall two weeks ago. "Don't expect any dinner until this is in place", she snorted, and stormed off, leaving Amery dumbfounded.
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