OK, here's a funny, that doesn't involve bashing anyone, an ex or stbx being injured.

I race into work today because the quarterly safety inspection is due on our facility and as the safety leader, it's my job to do it. So I pull out the last inspection report and do a walk through with particular attention to the last noted defects, all seem to have been corrected. Until I get to the eye wash station. Last inspection the eye washers didn't work and the pipe was leaking, I wrote it up at that time and notified management.

I was just sure they had repaired it. So I pull the covers off the little "eye ball washers" and as I'm going to mash down on the pedal a co worker asks what I'm doing. Explain to him, then I mash that pedal down...oh dear. Well the eye washers didn't work..the entire pipe fell off and I got blasted from neck to waist with cold water. I then scream a four letter word ...really loud. My co worker, then is reduced to hysterical laughter but is trying to act like he's concerned about me...you know, when someone gets 2 or 3 words out and just can't stop laughing to really talk to you! Finally he gets himself together enough to tell me he has a sweatshirt in his locker he's willing to lend me. OK Haff is 6'1, I'm 5'1..this isn't going to work but I'm so wet I'll try anything.

As we make our way to the lockers, everyone keeps asking what happened...Haff of course tells them in great detail, with many gaffaws in between words. Finally when one person asked what happened. I beat Haff to the punch. I said "well I was trying to fix the eye wash station, Haff didn't see me squatted down working on it, when he decided to urinate in it, I stood up and THIS is the result!".

I thought this would shut Haff up...it didn't, he laughed louder and harder!