Then the “All Hands Meeting” began and the mindless prattle spewed forth…


Game changer.

Think outside the box.

Trapped, I wondered why I hadn’t called in sick this morning.

Or at least cut off my ears.

Or poured molten led in my ears.

It is at times like this that I imagine life as giant human meat grinder,

so I can jump into it.

Where is it???

In desperation I stood on my chair and began to scream

hoping that security would escort me from the premises,

but then everyone else got on their chairs

and began to scream as well.

At that precise moment a piece of blue ice from a airplane

crashed through the ceiling hitting him on the head.


I was happy.

Not in a happy way happy.

Happy in a you know your boss is dead way happy.



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