When I woke up today, I had no idea this would happen.
Not only did my co-worker Danny discover a boatload of cups, he also made them into an installation art piece in the hallway at work.
We call it "Mugs on a Rail," or "Cups. Cups on a rail. Cups, for sale." Take your pick.
If I were to haiku it, it would go something like this:
Cups, cups on a rail
Myriad of cups for sale
Trip and that's the end
Trip and that's the end
Thank you, and good afternoon. (Even if it's not afternoon).
