I was going back and forth between the R&D lab and the CAD room when I found a woman, walking dazed with two cupped hands full of broken glass. It looked like her desk lamp broke as it was that green frosted glass. She looked at me:
Her: Do you know where I put glass?
Me: Yes….
Her: Ok, I’ll follow you.
Me: No. You stay here, I’ll bring a container.
She stood there, stiff as a board, until I returned with a sharps container. She deposited the glass and life returned to her face. She thanked me and wandered away… I met her in a part of the build that is no where near the cubes like she’d broken her lamp and resolved herself to the life of the wandering hermit until she found a place to put it. Would one not leave the broke glass in place, find a repository, and then dump it rather than walking around a building with hands full of broken glass?
Unless the glass broke while in her hands. Some accelerated force of entropy preying upon the lamp in her hands.
Unless the glass broke while in her hands. Some accelerated force of entropy preying upon the lamp in her hands.
Unless the glass broke while in her hands. Some accelerated force of entropy preying upon the lamp in her hands.