The Big Wigs™ are here today for a powow with my boss’s boss. The actu­al Pres­i­dent of the Com­pa­ny™ is here with an Infi­nite Coterie™ of Vice Pres­i­dents of Somethero­rother™. The Pres­i­dent of the Com­pa­ny™ is still a rather small part of the Big­ger Com­pa­ny That Over­sees All™. So I am not even a Cog™, real­ly. I am nought more than a Tooth™ on a Cog™. Depress­ing™, I sup­pose.

But at least they gave us a Keen Lit­tle Glass Mug That Is Too Small To Be Of Any Use™.

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  • Of course, I for­got all about this, so I’m dressed as a slouchy slouch.

    I also, now, have 3 (!) cof­fee mugs at my desk, mak­ing me look like some sort of addict.

    At least these are bet­ter than the ones they gave last year. They weren’t even West mugs, they were for the Botan­i­cal Gar­den! I assume they got a lot of them for almost noth­ing.

  • You got a mug last year? Gee, they must not like me much…but this lit­tle glass job­bie this year, hey, it must have cost them at least 30 cents.

  • Well, KM was the one hand­ing them out. So I can assume you are a Ana­lyt­i­cal Team mem­ber then?

    Yea, you should have seen my 3 year watch. It arrived bro­ken, didn’t work.

    Much like myself, I guess 😉

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