Two coworkers in the kitchen area, one with her lunch in the microwave, going on and on about her holiday, something about a new puppy and the way her dog was reacting and the way her family reacted when she brought both dog and puppy home for the holidays. The other coworker is focusing on the directions on her frozen lunch carton, waiting for her turn at the microwave. I am at the copy machine.
Coworker 1: ... anyway, the puppy isn't house trained and so he kept peeing in the house the whole time. My parents weren't very happy.
Coworker 2 [with not an ounce of sarcasm]: That's so nice, it sounds like you had a good holiday.