Things I don't get to do often enough...

I greatly enjoy striding purposefully through the office carrying the big toolbox. I like to think it makes people worry, just a little bit.

(I like even more that I can say this to my co-workers and get a laugh.)

Why?!

Why does this always happen? I sit around bored out of my mind waiting for other people's stuff, and then three things all come up at once.

I thought time was nature's way of making sure everything doesn't happen at once. Quantum mechanic please!