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One thing I do like about my job is the occasional impromptu breakfasts. My boss set up a griddle in the aisle and has been frying up eggs and hash for the past hour, with the occasional foray into pancakes. Tasty.

Aside: I can't find my spoke wrench! Gr.

wait a minute.

What is she doing, fattening us up for slaughter? She's also buying us lunch from Cafe Stick-O-Butter in Bedford. *boggle*