Which is where, this afternoon, I saw four hours of my life slowly slink by. At one point during the snail's pace of the proceedings, I needed to use the facilities ... of which there was only one. (One bathroom! To put in perspective of how many people there were, I was #94 in the group of recession-from-hell statistics that gathered on uncomfortable blue chairs, awaiting our number to be up.)
But, humor relief was in sight, as I spotted this as I dried my hands.
Allow me to translate these deep thoughts:
People are like stained glass
They sparkle and shine when the
sun is out. But when the darkness
sets in, their beauty can only be
seen when there is a light
from within -
The Bathroom Bandit ~
The Bandit's prose was answered (on the side of the hand dryer) with this:
And then some people are like 'slinkys' -
not good for much, but they still make you smile
when you push them down a flight of stairs.
Here's hoping that my next job doesn't take me into the next cubicle as that guy.
(Actually, I'm not sure I want to be coworkers with stained-glass gal either.)
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