What do you think of when you hear "Surprise!"? Is it a good surprise, like a party or a cake or flowers or a friend on your doorstep? Or is it a bad surprise, like your car breaking down or a phone call with bad news in the middle of the night?
For me it's somewhere in the middle. I imagine a work surprise. My work is very surprising these days, and almost never in good ways. Like today, we got a surprise deadline. Those are always the best. Unreasonable deadlines are pretty nasty. But a surprise deadline is an unreasonable deadline with even less notice. Today at 1:00 in the afternoon, we found out that we had a deadline for 6 p.m. I'm frantically trying to marshal resources and keep my project manager from having an actual, factual heart attack. That's not actually a joke--he showed up in the project room breathing heavily and looking far more red than usual, and then he started to sweat profusely and became extremely pale.
It's all very surprising.