And thus, he shall fall...

...is the image I held in place in a corner of my brain whenever I see the boss sprinting across our narrow "corridor" in a so sports person kinda way - the fingers stuck close together, hands straight by his side, palms pointing upward position - in case he falls so that I can have a good laugh. He did not exactly fall, but he did trip. I did not laugh, more of stun. Seriously I do not mind though, things like that should happen more often. I need more entertainment than that since glass knocking are no longer in vogue.