Something bizarre happened at work today which beats the ‘sheep in the shop’ moment. My colleague and I were both standing at the till, serving customers, and a pole fell out of the ceiling! This pole, we later found out, belongs to the architects above us. It was a very long pole with a sharp, pointy end. My first reaction was which customer has dropped their javelin? Then logic set in and I realised no one had brought a javelin in the shop but it had fallen through a weak part of the ceiling. Luckily no one was hit by the pole so the only injury occurred was shock.
Things like this only happen on Thursday.
