We gathered in the conference room, a sea of sweatpants and desperation. The air was thick with the smell of stale coffee and yesterday's pizza. Our fearless leader, Chairperson P. Bottomsworth, stood atop the table, a beacon of hope in a sea of despair.
The agenda was as follows:
Item 1 devolved into a heated discussion about whether a foosball table with a wonky wheel is a hindrance or a feature. Some argued it added character, others claimed it was a safety hazard. After much deliberation, we decided it's a matter of personal preference.
Item 2 was a resounding success, with many agreeing that a clean table is a happy table. We resolved to scrub the tables daily and disinfect the balls.
Item 3 was a disaster, with many nominees withdrawing their names due to fear of being saddled with the responsibility. Chairperson Bottomsworth was forced to take the reins (again).