I think Boss had some drinks at lunch. 

We had a meeting in another building scheduled for two.  I really didn’t think he’d go; he’s not really involved with the group that was presenting.  But they were presenting to the head honcho, and Boss was inspired by the same thought that made me volunteer to support the meeting: Can’t get too much face time with the big guns.

My chair is seated right by an entrance.  Not the only entrance, mind you.  I saw Boss come halfway through another door, notice where I was sitting, and then REenter through my door.  He walked behind me and whacked the back of my head as he did so.  I was shocked.  So was the head honcho.  But I can take it.. if I dish it out.. and so, I did.  I made some smart-ass remark, everyone laughed, and we began the meeting.

About halfway through it, Boss got up to leave for another meeting.  I thought, “Oh, yes, this is my time to get him back.”  Heh.  So as he walked behind me, I slid my chair out suddenly.

And the arm of my chair caught him.  In.  The.   Crotch.

I need a vacation.  And possibly, a new job.