It was supposed to be a meeting about the Johnson report, but things took a turn for the absurd when someone ate the last donut from the meeting room break room. The ensuing panic and finger pointing led to a 3-hour discussion on the meaning of life and the value of snacks in the workplace. In the end, no progress was made, but everyone left feeling slightly more confused and slightly more hungry.
Because who needs actual work when you can discuss the meaning of donuts in meetings?