I’d just hung up my coat, flicked on my desk lamp, powered up my computer and taken a seat when Frank walked into my office.
Frank: It’s going to be a great day, Double A. Our big presentation is ready to go, the holidays are almost here and my Christmas shopping is all but done.
Me: Glad to hear it. Hey, not to burst your cheery day bubble, but have you looked at your shirt lately?
He looked down and saw the dime-sized ink stain on his shirt.
Frank: Ah nuts, a leaky pen!
He pulled the uncapped pen from his pocket.
Frank: Ah crap, I forgot to cap it after I signed that last TPS report. Hey, it kind of looks like an ink blot test. What do you see when you look at it?
Me: You mean besides a moron who forgot to cap his pen?