My office isn’t the best place in the whole wide world right now and yesterday the ceiling started to cave in.
Seriously, right in the middle of a meeting and right on cue as Andy said something with just a tinge of despair. Andy’s usually a very positive fellow, but this was priceless. We all stared at the can-light hanging from the ceiling by two slender copper threads and then just exploded in laughter.
It kinda helped.
The other day though…
Jon started making some crack about Genesis (the book, not the band) and after an awkward silence asked,
“What? We’re not joking about creation?”
Luke just smirked and muttered,
I nearly hemorrhaged.