Take This Knot And Shove It

At work, someone hands me a gigantic knot. This knot is of world record proportions. So I think to myself, "Gee, this string isnt very useful all knotted up like this. I will work very hard to unravel it, even though at times I will probably want to give up and/or kill myself in the process. But, in the end, the unraveled, un-knotted string will be easier to work with and much more useful to anyone who needs to use it after me." So I spend about two weeks unraveling this knot, almost in tears the entire time and consuming unusually high amounts of aspirin. Finally, the knot is gone. The string is beautiful, simple, clean and most importantly, it makes sense. I proudly hand the string back to its originator and he says, "Wheres my knot?"