Tuesday was the boss man's birthday. He was in London so we celebrated Thursday with $1400 worth of Daisy May's BBQ (SO good,) his favorite cookies, and a singing telegram. Well, the chicken suit was pretty beat up, but he was more than embarrassed, especially when such a scene was caused that pretty much everyone on the floor came over. (And yes, that's an In-N-Out sticker on his top left monitor. That New Yorker has good taste.)
It's not a secret that I have the world's best boss. I hope he enjoyed his day.
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