In one of the companies where I used to work in, fifteen managers could get together in a meeting room and discuss the color of a button for forty minutes. They will speak, argue, scream, and shout, and I will be the only one doing his best to stay calm instead of taking out a gun. Does that sound familiar?
You go to the kitchen and turn on the light. Has your darling husband been cooking for you? However, something's broken, and the light won't turn on. How are you going to tell him that?