Council of War. Or Fools. Whatever.

[mark_asphodel]

This has become my default mental image for massive all-day meetings like the one I was in today, especially if said meetings involved failed internal plots and counterplots against one's colleagues and superiors.  Like the one I was in today. 

Today was a #85 kind of day.  I am taking a nice long walk in the lingering sunset now.

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[amielleon]

The worst I've had is joking with my coworkers about putting salt in my boss's coffee as a form of rebellion.

I imagine rebellion won't be quite this fun to joke about or light-hearted in the future, alas.

[mark_asphodel]

Several of my co-workers perpetrated an amazing stunt at their former place of employ involving decaf coffee (boss's favorite) spiked with the brine from pickled eggs.

Sadly, the brew was drunk by a hapless new fellow technician of theirs. He was turned off decaf for life. I guess that counts as "no harm done."

Today was... man, I'm tempted to render the entire thing in prose. And not roman a clef with Fire Emblem characters, either.