Karl’s Asylum ... for the terminally deranged

A Teacher just came into the office.

“I’m looking for a knob”.
Me: “We have big knobs, and we have bendy knobs (Me and Steve respectively).”
“No, silly…Alan’s taken his knob, and I can’t get in without it.”.
Me: ?
“Well, Alan took his knob out and put it in his pocket..he’s only taken it home with him..”
Us: “Oh really? Tut.”
“Well, there’s no excuse for it..you should leave your knob in the building, if it’s that vital..”.
Us: “Hmm”
“So, can I borrow a knob please?”
Us: “We have no spare knobs, I’m afraid. Try caretaking - they usually have a surplus knob or two”(accurate)
“So, you have no knobs? Oh. Can I have this screwdriver?”
Us: “Why?”
“Well, I need to poke something in, and it might work..”.

Dear me..

Then we had lunch in the big hall, and Alan came to sit with us..I waited until he was eating before enquiring about said detachable knob..his face was a picture..:)

You couldn’t make this place up sometimes..

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