Thanksgiving Work

I've said this before to the point of making everyone sick, but I love my job, and my co-workers.

Today we had Thanksgiving at work. Was it a small production? Nay. We brought in an extra table and a desk to load the food and people. Jenny brought these beautiful tablecloths and table runners, with candles and fresh flowers.. and stalks of wheat. I shit you not!

We had fried turkey made by our resident Cajun on staff, it was spicy but good. And then when I mispronounced "Tony Chachere" seasonings... JR started cracking up and Tony started laughing because JR was laughing and I told them to shut up and I was quitting, and then I was told I couldn't so I decided to take the abuse. Celeste, in my defense, looked at JR and said "We don't speak GUMBO!"

Liz is right, I really do take part in the best conversations.