Hydraulic Hilarity!

It’s a quiet Tuesday afternoon in a sleepy office full of cubicles, fluorescent lights humming, and the faint smell of burnt coffee lingering in the air. Jerry, the new guy in accounting, had just scored the "good" office chair from the supply closet—you know, the one with the fancy hydraulic lift that everyone secretly coveted. It was a little old, sure, but it had that satisfying whoosh when you adjusted the height, and Jerry was feeling like the king of the spreadsheet realm.