There are many days where Jack Bauer wakes up to a game of Words with Friends over a hot cup of coffee, takes the scenic drive to work, spends his lunch hour drinking margaritas at Carlos O'Kelly's with colleagues, and falls asleep watching Seinfeld reruns with potato chip crumbs all over his chest.
And then there are those days where all Hell breaks loose and he has to run around diffusing bombs and torturing people while everyone he knows gets killed. It was probably pretty exhilarating the first few times, but by now Jack Bauer probably can't even sleep for fear that tomorrow will be another one of those days.
