There’s a woman in my office who’s having a birthday today. Her cube is right down the hall from mine, so I’ve been dealing with all sorts of noise and general raucous behavior this morning.
When I strolled back in from lunch, I took a peek into her cube and noticed her desk was cluttered with gift bags of various sizes. One in particular caught my eye. It was about the size of a four-slice toaster and featured a great image of Hermie the Elf and Rudolph from the classic Rankin Bass Christmas show. I knew immediately that I must endeavor to make that bag mine. But how? Empty its contents carelessly onto the desk while its owner was away? Ask politely if I might have the bag? Just walk in and take it right from under her nose as though I owned it?
Alas, I decided finally that the bag was not to be mine. Maybe I can track down a store from which I can stockpile some for next year.