Idealogian

Escape from Conference Room B

Just came out of a painfully boring hour-and-a-half-long meeting.

Trying to plan an escape, I realized that, unfortunately, even gnawing off my own leg wouldn't have helped me get out. (Fortunately, I realized that before attempting to do so.)

A common wildlife escape tactic, playing dead, might have worked, as my co-workers probably would have sensed the awkwardness of the situation and left quietly. But it would have been difficult to explain my reappearance tomorrow, and certainly to claim my next paycheck.

I was left with no other option but to smile and nod (off).