So what's with the rubber
chicken, you might ask? I inherited the rubber chicken from Mary Glaeser,
who was the HR Manager at my last company (Cybergold). It's just the
kind of thing you want on your office door to ward off the evil spirits. I
also have my hexagonal mirror, but the combination of the mirror and the rubber
chicken works better. I used to have my hex mirror hung very high up in the
doorway of my office, but someone across the way from my mirror complained
that I reflected all the evil his way and caused his PC to crash (twice),
so I took it down lower. People in my group inherited some of my wackiness
(or maybe I hired them because they are kind of like me that way). Rudy's
cubicle has (almost) as many toys as my office, and I found a bottle of Happy
Pills on Roland's desk (I wonder what's in *those*?).
Today, we went to Max's for our monthly group lunch. Max
is fast becoming one of our favorite group lunch spots because they serve
such big portions that we all have enough leftovers for dinner. And we all
can subscribe to their philosophy as none of us are on diets. Today, I decided
to go "healthy" by ordering Old-Fashioned Chinese Chicken Salad for the main
course. The only problem with having a healthy main course is that you have
to have dessert. Mmmmmm... Mudpie!
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