It‘s funny how some people like to state the obvious. Here’s an incident:
Evening time, you just left from work. It’s raining cats and dogs. You forgot your umbrella at home. And now your sorry self is getting soaked, standing by the street, waiting for a rickshaw to stop. And right then, in all his sheltered glory, a colleague passes by and goes, “Oh, you don‘t have an umbrella.”
And with a smirk that would impress Damon Salvatore himself, you reply, “I do have my umbrella in the bag, it‘s just that I love a two hour commute back home when my clothes are dripping wet.”
You would think stating the bleeding obvious is a dying art, but no, here’s another common encounter.
You wake up late. Skip breakfast in the hope of making it to work before ‘late morning’. On your way to the work station, your colleague says, “You got late to work today.”
It takes every ounce of self-restraint you can muster on an empty stomach to stop from saying, ”I got here on time. I was just sitting in the lobby for the past two hours staring at all the brilliant people who work here.”
Superheroes in our times need not have the ability to fly or break walls; I reckon we need smart, witty and funny people, for saving the day, one dull moron at a time.
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