Office Space: Revisited

On J's last day, the department got together and ate homemade banana cake in her honor. The cake was cut and then passed around the conference table so the person farthest from the cake got the first piece, and the person closest got the last. I don't know when this tradition started, but now it's done to just be ridiculous, but still we're inching closer. Luckily everyone got a piece of cake, otherwise we might have just been one step closer to a "case of the Mondays" epidemic or getting the building burned down.

Guard your staplers.