... when one of the editors comes running up to me. "Thank god you're here Andrew."
I'm thinking "Oh great, some vitally important graphic got screwed up or needs to be started/finished right away."
"I'm freaking out!" the editor exclaims.
"Crap, here it comes," I say to myself. Out loud I say, "What's going on?"
"What was written on the thing Amy Pond was looking at in the last scene of that last epsiode of Doctor Who? My PVR cut off the ending."
The joys of being known as one of the office weird-ohs.