I Slept When My Sister Was Lost At Sea
I was the top engineer at the National Deep-Sea Research Center, and the only person in the world with experience in deep-sea rescue.
When my sister’s submarine malfunctioned and was stranded ten thousand meters below the surface, I hung up on her distress call.
Then I calmly walked into a police station and turned myself in for leaking classified research.
A few minutes later, my father called. His voice was frantic and furious. “Your sister is missing. Where the hell are you? I’m ordering you to get to the site immediately and save her, or you won’t see a cent of the family inheritance!”
I calmly pulled the blanket over my head and said into the phone, “I don’t have time, and you’re interrupting my sleep.”