Be Careful Who You Point That At

Upon returning to my desk after a brutal meeting, I found a pastry bag with a gingerbread man cookie in it. Aw, Duchess bought that for me while she was out at lunch! How sweet. After being told the account I’m working on is way more fucked up than we suspected, there is nothing I would rather do than munch on a little man and pretend he is an edible voodoo doll who looks suspiciously like the client.

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