OK, I take some liberties here, poking a little fun at the elected folks I cover.
And some I don't.
But as many of you know, I like to have some fun with the big tin can on top of the hill, too.
So, we all received the following company-wide email a little while ago:
"An electronic device was found in the ladies restroom on the second floor (near name deleted's office). If you have lost an electronic device, please come by HR to identify and claim."
Now if it was a cell phone, don't you think the sender would have said that? Or a hair dryer? Or even a calculator?
Now if someone can find me that scene from Fight Club where the character says something like: "Nine times out of ten it's an electric razor. But every once in a while it's . . . ."
Oh man, I kill myself sometimes.
Going to go hang out by HR to see who shows up.
Cause I'm mature like that.