The cleaner, mop, quarter past six, first sentence anybody had said to me in the building that week:
— you're always in before the lights.

Usually.

— what do we call you, then?

I said I was late for something and went to put the bar back on the pins.
I was not late for anything.
He did not ask again, and I noticed the relief arriving, and I noticed it was too big.

The Book of the Shadow — Arrival 55:8