At this fateful meeting, the team's coffee machine broke down, plunging the room into an existential crisis.
Coffee, once the lifeblood of our productivity, now lay in shambles, its remnants scattered like tiny, brown tears across the conference table.
It was then, in the midst of this caffeine-fueled despair, that our team's true colors were revealed: a sea of sleep-deprived zombies, united in their desperation for a caffeine fix.
Somehow, amidst the chaos, a brave soul remembered the coffee shop down the street and sent out a heroic call for backup.
The team, now fueled by hope and the promise of more coffee, pressed on, determined to conquer the meeting and its many, many PowerPoint slides.
Will we ever learn from this experience? Probably not.