THE 1920S.

You failed on your quest to become a flapper, lost your opportunity to have fun, and neglected the ultimate task of finding a husband, but hey, at least you got a good nights rest. Now, another day has gone by and you're no better off than one of those insufferable, widowed old ladies who campaign for temperance.

You die alone. You got those dollar dollar bills.... but at what cost? At least you'll always have your secretary job.