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Can I Get a Witness?

Somewhere along the line, I joked to a coworker of mine that I had been useful as a result of doing something. I don't remember which coworker or what the task was, but I know that I must have said it because it's somehow turned into a running gag. After helping someone at work or otherwise finishing a task on behalf of a coworker, I will often remark to that person, "[you're] my witness, I was useful today."

In fact, I only realized that I say it that often because one of my coworkers commented on it. He laughed out loud when I said for the millionth time, and then told me, "you know, I have actually come to expect you saying that at some point throughout the day." And just to really put some punctuation on it all, he laughed again after saying that. So, like I said, he got a good kick out of it.

Of course, as soon as he said that, other people started noticing it, too. I'm definitely more aware of my habit, but others around me also chuckle when they hear it. In fact, at one point, after I said that someone was my witness for the million and first time, an entirely different coworker responded with "can I get a witness?!" I'm almost certain you know the intonation he used, too. If you're not familiar with the reference, this probably captures the sentiment well (link):

Let me tell you, there was a LOT of laughter after that coworker made his remark. Better yet, I knew exactly what I had to do.

There is now a sign that says, "can I get a witness" outside of my cube. It's not the one I linked below, but it does the trick. There have been quite a few laughs at my cube wall because of that sign. Good times, I tell you.

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