Rich is On Call this week for work. He has to carry a little gadget on his keychain that generates a series of numbers on it that are a kind of password/code.
Every morning when he gets up he has to read the numbers and punch them into a field on his computer.
So I couldn't take it anymore this morning, and when I walked into the kitchen I said, "Good morning Desmond. Hatch not blowing up today?"
He didn't find it as amusing as I did.