Who: Quentin Coldwater and open
What: Common workplace hazards breach post
Where: The office, the diner, the bar, a park
Warnings: Referencing alien abduction

Quentin Coldwater, junior reporter, arrives before the workday starts and leaves after most workdays end, and if he's not at his little corner desk during the time in between he's out pounding the pavement, trying to interview sources. He's right under one of the fans that keep the room from turning into a furnace in the summer, so spends a lot of time reflexively setting coffee cups and staplers and things down directly on top of the papers he's working on, even if it's currently January, and the air system (such as it is) is currently off. Perils of being the new guy, and a tendency not to break habits.

He has lunch at the bar of the diner across the road one day a week, never anything more adventurous than a BLT and a cup of coffee. He has gin and tonics in the bar where all the reporters drink, Fridays and odd Saturdays.

He reads their newspaper almost every day, usually on a preferred park bench near his divey little appartment- works on the classifieds with a red pen, circling today exterminator, plus a couple of other rental listings.

Above all, he thinks to himself, it's time for a change.

Also, he publishes!