The Way to Work

Every morning he walks the same way to work and every morning he hopes that he arrives to find his workplace reduced to ashes.
The half hour walk is spent fantasising about being sent home due to the devastation and having the day and the rest of his life to himself.
Maybe he should destroy the building himself?
No, he couldn't.
He passes the same people on the way every day. They seem less pissed off about going to work than he does, but perhaps they're just better at hiding it.
He turns the final corner. Disappointment yet again as the building is still standing.
One day. One day he'll do it.