I got questions about my Halloween costume from work on Wednesday. The second trendy chick was not there on Tuesday, but heard quite a bit about it, it seems.
Friday morning saw me singing a little "I wanna slap my teammates around, oh yes!" song. Working with Pink Shirt Guy encourages venting one's assorted rage in creative fashion, rather than sitting and simmering.
Alas, I forgot to bring Beguilement for othercat to borrow. I saw her walk past the office and immediately realized where the book was, so when she popped in to ask about it, I already knew the answer.