After I dislodged my head from the drywall, I had 2 thoughts:
1) Wow, this new Metallica song is really good and
2) I may need new drywall
The bad news: I shaved off my beard.
The good news: none of my co-workers recognize me and have stopped talking to me.
… and on the eighth day, Satan created teenagers.
I like listening to Phil Collins in the shower. He gets creeped out when he sees me, though.