Different people find different things funny, but sometimes we meet a kindred spirit with much the same sense of humour. It's a great way to connect.
Some years ago I worked with a middle-aged Indian man who had recently migrated to Australia
One day we were in a lift, a very crowded lift, and at every floor, more and more people kept trying to fit themselves in. We both started to giggle when we found ourselves holding our arms close to our sides, then he asked, in a Groucho voice, “Say, is it my imagination or is it getting crowded in here?”
After that, there were many times when we would just quite naturally look at each other across our desks and share a laugh without saying a word.
Naturally I can’t remember his name, but I’d know that grin anywhere.
