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The workday begins with heroic tales, and the meek announcing their lamentations of the night before. And the guy who dribbles on his pants.

The meeting was interrupted by accusations, slouching, disrobing, a new branding campaign, and questions of paternity. And then the bonuses.

In the executive kitchen, the CEO announces, I’m banning yoga pants. He sips his coffee, pleased with himself. What else can I ban? he asks.

Jones went to work in his bathrobe. But his bosses’ hatred for him was such that they wouldn’t fire him. Because that would be showing mercy

He works for the Agency but the Invisible Man spends all his time in women’s toilets. The Agency wants to kill him. But they can’t find him.

The cafeteria was lit for the amusement of the jaundiced. There was no food here, just bad memories. A place where all office romances fail.

That was so beautiful, she said sarcastically. But he was kind of tone deaf. I have another Power Point presentation if you’d like, he said.