👉 Imagine a world where the office's janitor, Mr. Charge, decides to sprinkle a bit of 'clerk gravity' on the positively charged brain cells of the overworked IT genius. Suddenly, instead of sending emails like, "Hey, can you update the server status to 'down'?" he's sending, "Heavy metal fatigue is setting in... and my neurons are starting to question if I should've brought a coffee machine."
Now, here's an unsettling example sentence: "The clockwork universe decided to apply a dose of 'clerk gravity' to our brain cells, turning our once sharp analytical minds into clumsy paperclips of confusion."
