Well This Day Has Started Well
So I’m sitting at my desk at 6:30 and the light fixture above me collapses
Somehow it managed to miss my noggin but it dented the hell out of my full cup of coffee but didn’t knock it over (splashed quite a lot, though). It also knocked one of my monitors all askew.
And now as there’s no filter on the light overhead I feel either like a slice of pizza or I’m on the stand in Judgement At Nuremburg.
Can I go home now?
Yes you may. Tell your boss Julie said you have permission to leave. You’re welcome. (Please note, I typed all of that while singing “I saw the light… I saw the light… no more darkness, no more night…”) 🙂
Not that I am unconcerned about the state of your noggin (I am), but … … is that an HP calculator there? It’s hard to tell.
And it’s a good thing you didn’t have a doughnut next to your coffee, huh?
It’s an old Sharp, Jeffs.
No doughnuts for me; bikini season is coming!
Condolences on the coffee. Glad said noggin is intact and unscathed. Yes, go home. If need be, threaten lawsuit for leverage… (No, not really!)
Didn’t realize you worked in a hard hat area, Mr B.
Still beats a live frog.
Maybe the FBI planted a bug in the light fixture and didn’t put the cover back on properly?
” They’re coming to get you, Barbara..”
Is Claude OK?
(Still laughing at BlackDog’s comment) I mean, we love ya, Bing, but you know Claude is really the star of this blog, right? (Besides, you mentioned pizza so we thought maybe he’d just… appear…)