Thank you, you clumsy oaf.

Well, I had a strange day today. Got to work only to find the lights in my office not working. Further inspection revealed that none of my power sockets were working either. Stepping out into the corridor I found that the only lighting was the emergency lighting. This was odd. Suddenly alarms started blaring from all around - there are about fifteen buildings on the site where I work and it seemed that all of them were screaming a different, brain-drilling sound.
Further inspection showed that there was no power to anywhere on the entire site and, consequentially, the burglar alarms, fire alarms and smoke detectors had all gone off, thinking that their wiring had been cut / burnt.
News continued to come in by word of mouth - there was no power to the entire road... there was no power to the entire district. As it turned out Mr Clumsy, the guy driving the JCB digger on the building site next door, had shoved the blades on the end of his bucket through the main electricity supply cable for the area, blowing his bucket into molten shards.
Heard a scream from outside my office and opened the door to find a young lad in agony, having dislocated both of his knees. Don't ask how because I just don't know. I mean... how?? Dispersed the crowd of innocents around him, called an ambulance and had him carted off as he was making too much bloody noise for me to relax and make the most of my inability to work.
Since I work with computers, power is something of a pre-requisite to doing any work so I went and had a bit of an acoustic guitar jam with my colleague Tony in the music room. By this point the phones had gone down as well. Had a meeting with a couple of people about an Arts Circus that we're involved in (expect pics of jugglers and clowns) and then gave up and finished "work" at twelve-thirty. Did 90 minutes in the gym - it really is getting easier even after only three sessions - and was home by 2:15. Yay!!
So Mr Clumsy thank you, you clumsy oaf, and I hope you didn't get fried in your cab or sacked for negligence because you made my Friday.