My husband was once employed in the printing division of a large manufacturing firm.  One morning, word came from the top that some visiting VIPs would be touring the plant in just a few minutes.  All production was immediately shut down as employees scrambled to quickly tidy up the work place.

When the appointed lookout yelled, "Here they come!" fifty fingers that were poised over fifty machine start-up buttons pressed down in unison and blew every fuse in the building.

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