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People, I just want to explain why
I might be getting a little teary eyed soon. You see, every
month we have an employee recognition party, and I was put
on the group to choose and bring the food for this month.
As we tossed around ideas for this party two weeks ago, one
seemed to stick-a mid afternoon snack food conglomeration.
As we neared decision time for our food theme, we stuck with
that idea. But then we had to decide what to bring. "I'll
bring bread and cheese dip" Barb said. "I can bring a meat
and cheese tray, along with some punch" Lois said. "Michelle
then chimed in that she would bring a nice dessert platter.
"What should I bring?" I said. "How about cocktail weenies?"
they all chimed in. "Sure," I said, "I love those things."
Now fast forward to today. At two
o'clock this afternoon, we are having our little recognition
party upstairs in Conference room one, the one with the view
over the whole office. In preparation for that get together,
the cocktail weenies have to be cooked in a crock pot several
hours before-all 200 of them. And do you know where that crock
pot is right now boys and girls? Thats right, two feet to
my left in my cube until serving time is up. And do you know
what else? No one will know the difference between 200 and
180 cocktail weenies, especially after eating lunch. It is
this prospect that has brought those aformentioned tears to
my eyes. Thank you all for your time. You have been great
companions who helped me get to where I am now...in a cube
with 200 cocktail weenies. I will end this with a quote from
long ago..."I am going to hit that cocktail weenie action."
-gooch
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