Beware what you joke about

Today I was this close to being told to draw up a suggestion for a reorganization along the lines of Kafka's Der Prozess. I should know better than to make jokes like that among managers and technicians...

Too many thoughts

You know Cinderella? That old fairytale about the girl who leaves a glass slipper behind when she leaves the ball in a hurry, and then the prince uses the slipper to find her among all the girls in the country?

So what I'm wondering is, if the slipper didn't fit anyone else in the entire kingdom, what sort of weirdo mutant feet did Cinderella have?