This morning we had one of our weekly safety meetings. We’re starting to have these more and more as our department has the worst safety record of the whole company. Apparently arms and legs have been flying off at an alarming rate. So, once a week the boss brings us all together to give us a short safety lecture on how to use a knife or lift a box or some such other topic.
So, he starts his speech and he wants to give us a hypothetical situation with a hypothetical employee. And he hasn’t thought of anything before hand and hems and haws a bit and finally comes up with a name.
Harry Johnson.
It was all we could do to keep from cracking up for the rest of the meeting.