So, I am returning to the office after a three hour training session. I walk past an alcove which contains fishes and what looked to be a fountain. But instead, is a mass of water struggling to rise and is a bubbling mess.
“Look!” I say to my colleague, “there’s a drowning fish we need to go save it.”
We collaspe in laughter.
The absurdity of that statement alone took me out of my funk. My funk of monotonous tasks and dreary British weather.
How can a fish drown you ask? I don’t know…
Next time you see a fish, ask it. 😆