Happy? Hilarious!

Corridor Land has a Happy Hour. A time for joy, for swapping tales, eating cake and generally relaxing, you would think. Maybe it's just me, but happy equals, well, happy. Not so round this way. Originally, the Happy Hour was scheduled for every week, then when they realised that people actually experienced an emotion known as "happy" in the Happy Hour they reduced it to once a month. And to half an hour.

The big boss obviously now feels it's his duty to regale us with sales figures and important negotiations at such a happy occassion. But couldn't he do it a little more entertainingly? With just a little enthusiasm? You can almost feel the happiness drain out of the room once he kicks off...

Me? Well, the dog ate my homework and I ended up coming in just after Happy Hour had finished. The dog always seems to go nuts the night before a Happy Hour...