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So, I decided to become a conscientious objector at work.
My boss: Time to work on that 700-page power-point presentation on how to not waste time.
Me: Sorry, I’m a conscientious objector
Boss: What’s that mean?
Me: I conscientiously object to doing any work.
Boss: Are you allowed to do that.
Me: My religion requires it.
Boss: Ok. Is there someone else who can work on and complete the 1000-page user manual
on how to use paper clip before we ban the use of paperclips at work next week.