Its days like this that I walk around the office looking for something to do.  Around 3, I went over to water cooler and let out a little fart.  There isn’t much that can kill a conversation about what someone saw on the Today Show, but a little fart will do it.  I tried to sexually harass my friend but it didn’t work.  We both just felt uncomfortable and walked away.  I don’t think we’ll be telling our wives about that tonight.  I then spent the next hour hoping that someone would sexually harass me, but like they say; a watched pot never boils.   I thought to myself, “If only this day would end… “

And then it DID!

Not in the 5pm way, in the “it’s the end of the world” kind of way.  So there was nothing to do but go with it.  The moment before someone realized that there was nothing to that global warming thing that we were just in a microwave.  Our time was up.  The creator had decided that the full time wasn’t needed and just opened the door.  And the weird thing was, we were wrapped in a paper towel the whole time.  You would think someone would have notices.   Of course, the seconds on the creator’s microwave were life times to us.

INT: Break Room, A microwave door opens before the bell.

Creator:   “Man, what a slow day, I don’t know what to do with myself.”

Assistant: “Yeah, I don’t really have anything either.  Did you see the Today show this morning?”

Creator:    “No. (farting) What happened?”

Assistant  “Well… Oh.  Oh man.  Did you just… Never mind, I got to go.”