The HR Representative, a stalwart guardian of company morale, sat in the bathroom, staring blankly at the wall. It was 10:04 AM. The meeting was supposed to start 15 minutes ago.
As the minutes ticked by, the HR Representative's anxiety grew. "What if I get stuck in here for the rest of the day?" they thought, their mind racing with worst-case scenarios.
Just then, a gentle knock at the door broke the silence. It was a junior HR Representative, holding a tray of stale coffee and a hopeful smile.
"Hey, boss! Just wanted to bring you this. We're all waiting for you, I'm sure it'll be fine."
The HR Representative took the tray, forced a smile, and said, "Ah, thank you. I was, uh, just, uh, meditating."
"Meditating," the junior HR Representative repeated, eyes wide with understanding.
As the HR Representative made their way back to the conference room, they couldn't help but wonder: had they just been punk'd?