At work trying to pee in an open office area with randomly-placed open urinals and a guy at the next one over. Stomped out angrily, unable to pee . Went back to my office and found that while I was trying to pee, everything had been rearranged, and some kind of management test was going on where everyone was passing playing cards around in sequence of desk order. I went to my desk to find all the desks were supermarket checkout counters, and the people around me were all strangers. George, who was normally next to me, was across the room. Andrea from Contracts was handing out the cards and I asked for some. She said I had to wait. I went over to George, whose male pattern baldness was replaced with long blonde hippy hair, and asked him what the hell was going on. He said I had to go to the doctor's office across the hall to find out. Probable reality source: Down thru the years there have been times when I went to lunch, on break, or to the bathroom, and came back to find a major crisis project had dropped in the few minutes I was gone. A few times, I'd gone home at the normal quitting time, and found out the next day that an emergency had happened right after I left and George (who sometimes left a little later - flex time) got stuck with it. The last few years my most recent boss was a total bastard to me when things like that happened, and made sure I knew I was a useless shirker.