A parcel arrives on N's desk. "J, I'm scared to open it and see what I've ordered. Last time I tried to order hand towels, we ended up with a hand towel dispenser!"
I look at the parcel and encourage N to open it. She opens the box and pulls out an object covered in bubble wrap. "What is it?" I ask trying to see through the bubble wrap from across the room.
N pulls it out of the bubble wrap. "J, we have a 'position closed' sign!" I sense the humour in N's voice. "What is it supposed to be?" She looks at me and pauses before replying in a dead pan voice, "a fire exit sign."

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