When Timson gets hired at a bank, the president makes an offhand comment that he may someday sit in the president's chair himself. The idea sticks with Timson, and he decides he'll do whatever it takes to get into that room. He gets promoted in record time to bank teller, where he works in a cage, but that's where his career begins to stall out. First, it's management changes that keep him from being promoted to assistant cashier, when the bank gets purchased. Next, it's the crashing stock market. Timson begins to feel like he'll never escape the cage and get his promotion. The years roll by. Then, one day, when Timson is more than fifty years old, he gets called into the manager's office and told the position of assistant cashier is now his. At first, Timson is overjoyed. But as he settles into his new role, he feels distracted and jumpy. He makes constant mistakes. Finally, he realizes the problem - he misses the security and confidence being in the cage gave him. At last, he meets with the president and tells him he doesn't want to be assistant cashier anymore; he'd much rather go back into the cage.