Mr. Smith, worked as an account manager for a company on the third floor for more than 35 years.
He never missed a days work and you could set your clock by his 9:00 a.m. arrival time.
One day, he enters the office at 9:45, all unraveled with a black eye, bloody lip, and a torn jacket, clutching his papers in his broken briefcase.
His boss is visibly shaken and asks him, “What happened?”
“Well,” Mr. Smith began, “I got most of the way up the stairs when there was a greasy spot, and I slipped and tumbled down backwards, all the way to the 1st floor. I nearly killed myself!”
The boss replied, “Falling down the stairs took you 45 minutes?!”
