The other day MC gets up from his desk, he looks sombre and sad. Boss knows but he announces he is off to a funeral and we will see him tomorrow. I had no idea, said my best wishes and he whips his coat on and he is off.
A few seconds later, he runs back in as he has forgotten his bag. Off he does again...
Another short time later, he is back again saying he has forgotten his phone. Seriously, if you stop rushing and think for a few seconds, you won't forget anything. He is in a rush he says, he doesn't want to be late for the cremation.
Off he shoots out the door.
I see him early the next morning as we have a client meeting. We talk for a bit about other stuff while we wait for the meeting to start.
Maybe a minute before the meeting starts, he tells us he has a great story about the cremation. I know its going to be a bit wrong.
In his rush to get out the door yesterday, he hadn't noticed his fire marshal jacket inside his coat on the back of his chair. He whipped it on so fast, no one noticed. Until he gets to the cremation room.
He takes his coat off and the whole room erupts on laughter for 45 mins and delay the start of the cremation.
He is wearing a luminous yellow fire marshall jacket.
Only MC wears that to a cremation. It can only happen to him!
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