If only I were a poet...

I was leaving the plant yesterday. The quickest route from my cubicle to my car is on a metal gangway on the roof. As I got onto sed gangway I saw a guy sneaking out of another door with a slight grin on his face. As we made eye contact for an instant we both knew what was going on and smiled even more. It was kind of funny and I wish I could more poetically describe the scene. But I'm an engineer and got into engineering in part because I never wanted to take another English class again.