MacGuffin finds himself, that day, using his paperweights for their intended purpose.
“Think you’re pretty funny, don’t you, MacGuffin?” asks a large man, sliding into his office.
“No,” says MacGuffin.
The large man leans out and grasps at the desk. MacGuffin uses a painter’s pole to push his platform just out of reach. At length, the large man gives up.
“Next time, MacGuffin,” he says, a little red-faced, and leaves.
On the way out he bumps into the next threatening large man, and they spend an awkward but entertaining minute trying to get through the door at the same time.