One time, I went down to Human Resources and asked if I could create a support group for co-workers who fall in love with balloon animals. They were against the idea, but I covered my ears and yelled for a while, and eventually they gave in. I’m very tenacious. So, I chaired the support group and a couple of people from the 4th floor showed up, I think out of curiosity, really. And what I did is tell them they were all very sick individuals who deserved to be fired. The human resources lady was not happy. I suspect she might secretly be dating a balloon animal.