Hey, here’s ANOTHER fun question for all you long-time readers. Can you guess how the staff birthday parties at my new work are DIFFERENT from the staff birthday parties at my old work?
And the obvious answer of, “Duh! Your old work had brief, ten-minute, forced assemblies which involved a hastily-purchased, overpriced sheet cake or tin of stale cookies and a ninety-nine cent card because the person who was supposed to remember to bring the food forgot until someone asked what they’d picked up at the store and then they had to rush out to the Kroger down the street and grab whatever was available, so that the angry birthday person wouldn’t freak out and start smashing up the office!” doesn’t count.
The answer can be summed up in two words.
Oh, and beer.