The Boards
Two things.
1.) The State of Michigan spends a ton of money trying to entice the residents of Cleveland to vacation there. Michigan is the Disneyland of the rust-belt.
2.) The fax machine at work has a terribly designed output tray. As the completed pages are ejected, they slowly push the previous pages out of the tray and onto the floor. I treat the fax machine like a more satisfying version of a boardwalk arcade machine. The one where you drop a quarter in and hope that it'll push other quarters off the edge. You can look through the glass at all them damn quarters just teetering on the edge, but no hip check in the world is enough to jar them loose. Work is really calm, and this is what passes as excitement. Don't judge me.
Also, office etiquette does not require you to pick up any of the faxed papers that have fallen to the floor. weird.