Ok...so you know you're in trouble when the work day starts off like this...

I went into our copy room, and sitting on the cabinet below the soda machine was a clothespin.

A simple wooden clothespin.

I work for attorneys, for crimonitly's sake, there's absolutely NO reason for a ferking clothespin to be in the ferking copy room.

And of course, my eyes were drawn to it like a magnet. And the next thing I know, it's in my hand. And the next thing I can coherently think of is "Oh my ferking god, it's 9:15, and I've been staring at this thing like a moron for twenty minutes" because I've been off in la-la-land thinking of all the wonderful places my Sir could put it!

And in walks the Partner for the firm, and says she's happy that I've got such a big smile on my face - I must have had a relaxing day off.

*snerk*

If she only knew....

It took hours to get the smile off my face, and my mind back on work. I'm still grinning.