We don't joke about this shit.

I was booked to audit a charity organisation for two weeks. However, the accounts were not ready yet and the clients seem acrid when pushed, so after a week, my senior is pulling me out and putting me up to audit another client.

That was decided on Friday before I left for home.

My senior e-mailed me all the documents relating to the new client, but as a joke, it was titled "In case anything happens to me during the weekend..."

It's Saturday, 9.30pm now and I received a text from him 5 minutes ago;

"Thank goodness... I'm still alive. Accidentally hit a divider. It was a lucky escape. A few inches more and I would be 6 feet under."

Called him and a few people up to verify the story and he did in fact, barely escaped death.

So people...

We don't joke about this shit.