STOP BEING WEIRD

This is the domed ceiling of the "rotunda" entrance to work, the old main entrance still in use but superseded by others. It's stunning to look at...but I haven't yet managed to do it justice.

(perhaps because I'd need to lie flat on the ground to take it...and although it's no longer a main entrance, it's still plenty busy)

Attempting to get a picture beneath it, all lights aligned, I got "sprung" by my bosses (also friends).

The title comes from the weary exhortation of the most senior boss - weary, because he knows it's futile.

(Fish gotta swim-Omar Little)

Mind you, I don't blame them; I was on my knees below the dome in a shaft of light, hands aloft. Given that the phone wasn't visible at that distance, it must've looked like I was genuflecting to the dome, arms raised in supplication.

Which, I suppose, is a bit weird.

Ah, the life of the Blipper!