You tell your boss that you don't know what he's talking about and quickly try to hide the paper. He gets really mad and pulls a large dagger out of his roomy Dockers performance slacks and proceeds to stab you with over and over again until you die. As your vision blurs you see him picking up the paper and laughing maniacally. Mondays, am I right?
YOU HAVE DIED IN A COMPLETELY UNEXPECTED MANNER. BUT HEY, AT LEAST THE REST OF THE OFFICE WILL PROBABLY GET A HALF-DAY, SO THERE'S THAT.