My state of mind leaves something to be desired this morning.

I'm sitting here pretending to work, like I do every day, paying half attention to people calling each other on our radio system. I can't ignore them completely because sometimes they call me, and I can't just pay attention to them because I would sit here all day staring at my hip, and they would probably cart me away to the loony bin after a week or so of that.

Anyway.

One of the maintenance guys calls one of the other maintenance guys, and asks if he's in the raw department. The other guy replies, "Negative, I'm on top of Chiller #2 at the moment".

And my brain goes.. "And how does Chiller #2 feel about that?"