It was supposed to be a meeting about pizza. A meeting to discuss the finer points of artisanal cheese blends and the perfect ratio of toppings. But, as it often does, the meeting spiralled out of control.
It started with a disagreement over brie. One of our esteemed colleagues, Dave, insisted that it was the only acceptable cheese for any pizza. Others disagreed, citing the virtues of parmesan and cheddar. The debate raged on, with some even suggesting the use of feta. It was a powder keg of conflict, waiting to be lit.
As the meeting devolved into a free-for-all of fisticuffs and flying cheese wedges, the once-promising discussion of pizza was reduced to a mere footnote in the annals of office lore.