It started with a toaster.
The toaster in the break room had been on the fritz for weeks, spitting out burnt toast with alarming regularity. The employees had had enough.
The first brick flew through the plate glass window of the corporate headquarters at 8:04 AM sharp. It was a call to arms.
The CEO, a bespectacled man with a penchant for plaid, was not amused.
He called in the National Guard.
They brought their tanks.
The rioters, fueled by a mix of rage and stale office coffee, charged the tanks.
It was a beautiful day.
Want to see the aftermath?
Or perhaps the CEO's Resignation Speech?