I work in an old building, a converted Lumber Exchange. There is a huge, 10-story atrium in the center. Today, a poor, confused bat got into the atrium. This is apparently better than a car accident--I don't think anyone in the whole building has gotten any work done over the past hour or so. They are all out on the catwalk, watching the bat.
Of course, our office has really big windows looking out on the atrium, so it *looks* like I am getting work done while I watch.