So I’m listening to music at work on Friday . . . with my headphones on, as the Vogons will deep-fry and eat me if they hear anything other than the sweet rustling of meaningless paperwork. Some areas of the office they won’t even tolerate working with headphones on. Luckily the two women I share an office with are very nice, although we have to keep it quiet as we’re close to the reception area.

Yeah. So I uh, was reaching for the right rubber stamp for the yellow sheet, because we use a different one for the pink sheet, when I accidentally brushed the headphones loose from the computer jack and suddenly, everyone in the general vicinity hears:

“Everyone’s a little bit racist sometimes! Doesn’t mean we go around committing hate CRIIIIIII-YIIIIII-YIIIIIIIMMMMES!”

GAAAAHHHH!!!

I didn’t even bother trying to explain myself. I just put the headphone jack in, said “Avenue Q” like it weren’t no thang, and went back to my TPS Cover Sheets.