Steeped in Tradition: What Really Happened Last Friday
It's that time of the week again! Every Friday, the office fridge gets raided, and the last remnants of the week's leftovers are devoured.
We're talking last Friday. The day the copier broke down, and everyone's sanity began to slip away with it. The day the coffee machine spewed forth a jet of scalding water, scorching the hands of unsuspecting coworkers.
The day the IT department, in their infinite wisdom, decided to "improve" the break room with a fresh coat of neon pink paint. Because, you know, what could possibly go wrong with that?
But amidst the chaos, something strange occurred. The CEO, a man known for his questionable leadership skills and love of dad jokes, appeared in the break room, a look of intense concentration on his face.
He was surrounded by a halo of bright light, and a faint hum of electricity could be heard emanating from his very presence. It was as if he was channeling the power of the office microwave or something.
One brave soul, a young intern named Bob, approached him, wondering if he was okay. The CEO turned, and with a voice that sent shivers down Bob's spine, declared: "I AM THE FRIDAY MAN!"
From that day on, every Friday, the CEO dons a cape and becomes "The Friday Man," bringing balance to the office and ensuring the copier always works.