The Downtrodden 

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“…he didn't suffer. It was a direct hit. No one could have foreseen this. Everyone here is upset. The cameraman was distraught.”

Lately, work has been somewhat stressful. Late nights at the office; home late only to have a microwaved leftovers for supper; missing workouts; drinking slightly more heavily. Not that it's so unusual, but there was a particular project causing more headaches than it should have. Then there was a day when as one person put it, "it's all going pear-shaped", which I took to mean, everything that could go wrong went wrong. I was unjustly, in my view, blamed for non-deliverables (already delivered, but let's not squabble over details) and e-mail after e-mail was just another slight against an already battered armour.

Of course, this leads to loosening of ties, if you ever wore ties anyway, and wiping of brows and downing of brews, and you think to yourself, "That was a bad day at the office."

You would think that until you read about a bunny, in a German zoo, who in preparation for its introductory press conference to the adoring public, had been trod upon by a clumsy German cameraman.

Is it possible to feel absolutely horrible whilst laughing through tears? Apparently so. My condolences to his family, but many thanks to the man who let me know there are people having much worse days at the office than I am. Cheers to you.

By the way, Easter has been cancelled.