Inert Ramblings

Whenever I come back from a bathroom break at work, I always try to jump up and touch the ceiling in the hallway. For the first time ever, I actually made contact and successfully smacked one of the tiles with the tips of my fingers. So, despite the obvious fact that white men can’t jump, I am now light enough and strong enough to hit the ceiling. So this is a personal accomplishment, albeit a meaningless one since I have no idea how high the ceiling actually is.