We were all set to discuss the Smith account, but then John got lost in the parking garage. Again.
As we sat around the conference table, waiting for John to find his way back to the meeting room, we pondered the age-old question:
Where is John when he needs it most?
Some of us thought he might be at home, binge-watching Netflix. Others believed he was at the nearest coffee shop, mainlining caffeine.
We even considered the possibility that John was on a solo safari adventure, searching for the elusive "Lost Sock of Destiny."
Little did we know, John was simply trying to find the meeting room.