Looney Tunes always made him cry, and it was not happy tears. The shenanigans and comic sound effects provoked powerful hollow sobs and wrung streams of snot from him. It was worst when the roadrunner sped across the screen.
‘That poor thing will be running for the rest of its life,’ he said blowing his nose, ‘and the coyote must be starving. It would be better for both of them if one of them just gave up and died, but they’re both blind.’
At work he was known as the Stand-up, and he never went home without having made someone laugh.