Just Another Graveyard Shift, by Tom Swoffer. Read by Charles McFall.

“I know it’s the second time this week he ain’t showed up. What the hell am I supposed to do about it?”

Whenever my old lady starts up with me, telling me something stupid I already know, something she expects me to do something about when there’s not a damn thing I can do, it really gets under my skin, like an itch you can’t scratch away. And the damn bitch knows that, too.