Snerk Factory

Five minutes before the end of a successful working day (Is there a more blissful moment?) I was sitting in my cubicle gathering wool while contempating the first transatlantic wireless transmission by Gugliemo Marconi. Once again I was grateful to discover and embrace a new level of personal ignorance.

As a result I failed to stifle a guffaw which produced a sound like a cough mixed with a burp that must have resembled a strangled chortle.

I have come to know that sound as a snerkle.

I am a veritable snerk factory as I am perpetually discovering how little I know about everything including in this case radio while extending into the realm of magic which we now know as technology. 

Any way, my colleague in the cubicle behind mine, heard the sound and asked "what the hell was that?"

My colleague was well regarded as an articulate man of wisdom

I said, "Oh I was just amused by my own ignorance."

He responded "You've got an awful lot to be amused about."

Naturally, I took that observation as a compliment.

I said "thank you" which amused us both apparently as we snerkled in unison.

I'm not sure if we were snerkeling at the same thing.

What he observed was true but it would have been wiser if he had said: "We've all got a lot to be amused about."