Our "new guy" is funny. He has a tendency for strange things to happen to him.
For example, he just asked if he could head out from work for an hour to get his hair cut, then come back and finish a few things off before the weekend, as this was the only appointment slot the haircut place had available.
He went to get his haircut. Part way through, the front door of the place burst open, and a man walked in yelling and fell to the ground. He'd been shot in the stomach. He was lying there with blood pooling on the floor, and the employees and customers were in shock. Police, ambulance, firetrucks and news reporters show up en masse. He was almost done, and had a cab waiting outside already to take him back to the office. But the police insisted nobody was leaving until they got statements from everyone, and had combed the area for evidence and let the canine unit check everything out.
Sounds like a tall tale, but it's verifiable through the news.
I just sat at my desk and worked on a long to-do list of projects thus far today. Frankly I can get along fine without that kind of excitement.
At least we can live vicariously through "new guy".
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