The other day I walked into work expecting no papers again, and the lobby officer asked me "Would you like the good news?" in a somber tone that, to me, immediately meant any good news would be followed by some crushing bad news. "Sure," I replied skeptically.
"The newspapers arrived at 6:29 this morning."
"WHAT?!?! That's great news!!! What's the bad news?"
"There is no bad news," he said, "that's why I said 'Do you want the good news?'"
This exchange made me smile, because clearly you can never assume with some people.