Am currently enoying some post-concession bagels here at work. Half our office voted dem. the other half, for Hitler. So it’s a mixed post-concession bagel bag.
In other worklife news, one of our two accountants left her husband and kid, left her keycard in the office, and got on a plane Friday. She hasn’t come back, so our head of HR fired her, and only half-jokingly asked if I was interested in learning accounting.
Sure, why not? Give me a hardhat and a couple months training with Sarah our Construction Manager, and I’ll be able to run this office all by myself.