Every year, some week towards the end of September, our office accountant Diann celebrates her birthday by having the company buy her this decadent, gold bedecked cake that gives everyone in the office a jittering buzz around 130 and then a nap time crash around 3. Our office has grown so much in the past year that we had to forgo the 8 inch cake and purchase a sheet cake.....which equated to about 15 pounds of chocolate. Notorious.
Here is the infamous Diann posing with her birthday cake in our conference room. The party was BYOF (Bring Your Own Fork) since those utensils tend to be rare in the kitchen and fist fights occur. Across the back: Jen, myself, Shindo, Chris, and LeslieM, all attempting to hide behind cutlery. Overheard post cake? "I need a to cut this richness with a glass of half and half."
I might die.
Here is the infamous Diann posing with her birthday cake in our conference room. The party was BYOF (Bring Your Own Fork) since those utensils tend to be rare in the kitchen and fist fights occur. Across the back: Jen, myself, Shindo, Chris, and LeslieM, all attempting to hide behind cutlery. Overheard post cake? "I need a to cut this richness with a glass of half and half."
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