After years of toil, countless hours of pointless discussion, and a healthy dose of existential dread, we have finally reached the end of this meeting.
Or have we?
As we stand here, staring at the abyss of our own procrastination, we realize that the real challenge was not the meeting itself, but the art of making it seem productive.
We are the masters of the paradox, the sultans of the Sisyphean cycle.
And so, we declare victory, not over our tasks, but over our own sanity.