The Wind Goddess switches on some Michael Jackson music to drown out Chris talking in a high-pitched voice. This then follows:

Chris: Is it me or is it stuffy in here?

Me: It is. You’re not imagining it. Don’t tell me they switched off the aircon to fix the next door’s aircon (busted since yesterday).

Chris: But don’t you hear the aircons in our office humming?

Ian: I only hear Michael Jackson.

Me: *hi5s*

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While trying to correct a typo:

Me: Wind_Goddess, Nominated under the table… (describing graphic elements)

Ian: Nominated under the table?

Me and Wind Goddess: *smack forehead and laugh*