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We were expecting another boring presentation from Brenda from the Human Resources department. Billy from accounts had probably said something inappropriate again, which meant we all had to suffer (for some reason, Billy never seemed to get in trouble himself for his behaviour, which I am sure had nothing to do with him being the boss's boyfriend's son.) We were surprised when the door flung open, and Brenda did not appear. Instead, a small purple-faced creature poked its head around the door.
"I think I'm in the wrong room," it squeaked before slipping out and letting the door slam shut.
We sat in silence for what seemed to be an hour, but it was probably just a couple of seconds before the room erupted in exclamations of "what the fuck was that!"
I ran to the door and opened it hoping to catch sight of the little violet fella, but instead came face to face with Brenda.
"Can you get back to your desk," she said. "We have important work to do."