Now that’s what I call a lunch. Well, yeah, that’s definitely what I would call. Don’t stay here, don’t stay here. Oh my gosh. Poor guy. Is he crying? He kind of looks like he’s acting like he’s crying, but maybe he’s actually crying. I hope he’s okay. I mean, should we say something? I mean, what do we even say? I’m sorry for whatever’s got you crying here at work at your desk. I feel like it might just be rude to call attention to it. Maybe we should just give him some space. Or, maybe he’s crying because he’s got too much space. I mean, maybe he wants his two favorite bosses to just come and give him a group hug. Maybe we should just tell him he can go home if he needs to. That’s pretty personal. And what if it’s nothing? Right maybe he was just cutting an onion. Totally. Or, maybe he’s got robot eyes and the lubricating mechanism is malfunctioning, causing oil to drip out of his optical sensor holes. Exactly, it could be that. I mean, we don’t know if David Hill’s a robot. We never asked. And sometimes robots leak, or maybe he’s allergic to his desk, or his computer, or the walls, the floor, dust. But you know, it is kind of windy today. And maybe when he was walking into work, like some wind blew up some sewer water onto his eyes, got sewer water on his eyes and his cheeks. And he dashed to dab it away. Yeah, you don’t want sewer water on your face. Yeah, who wants that. Nobody. Or maybe he was given a special brownie a few years back at Burning Man, and it’s just now kicking in. Yes, time-release. Sometimes that happens. Or maybe he’s SpongeBob in a person’s a body. Yes, because I see, which granted him the opportunity to experience what it was like to be a human and now he’s “leaking extra moisture”. Yes. Or, maybe it’s raining in that corner of the office. Yeah, it could be two very small and specific clouds, Rain clouds, One over each eye. Yes, that’s it. Or maybe he always cries, and we should be more worried about the times when he’s not crying. Or maybe he just got swept up in the emotion of imagining a Dell releasing a new album. Or maybe he finally watched Bambi. Or maybe he found out he’s too tall to be a jockey, which would hit anybody really hard. Yes. Especially if they always wanted to be a jockey. And I assume David Hill has always wanted to be a jockey. Yes, I Definitely assume that. Or maybe he found Waldo, and now he and Waldo both have no purpose. It’s sad. Now, you know what? What? It’s gotta be the jockey. Yeah, that’s what I was thinking today. I mean, that hit him super hard. I be sad. If I had dreams of being a jockey. Can’t qualify. And we don’t know. I mean, I think David Hill probably has trained to be a jockey. Too tall. We should just go talk to him. Hey man. Oh, hey, what’s up? Hey, we noticed you’ve been crying. Yeah, and we just want to let you know that, you know, whatever you need, we’re here for you. I used to want to be a jockey too, and it’s a very specific skill. It’s no big deal, it’s just my robot eyes. The lubricating mechanism is malfunctioning causing oil to come out of my optical sensors. It’s so embarrassing. I told you. You sure you don’t want to be a jockey?