Last week

I tried to requisition a pony.

We have an office Goddess. You know who she is. The expediter. The one who keeps it all together. Mam has M. and Shopgirlove has D. She runs everything and can solve any problem. Well, Shopgirlove has presented her with a few problems...this light doesn't work, the toilette in the second stall in the ladies' is backed up, oh, and Master B. is stuck in the middle elevator. D. handles each crisis with grace and humor and has never seemingly held it against Shopgirlove that our contacts are overwhelmingly negative. Shopgirlove, however, does NOT like being the person that other people would rather run from when they see her coming. So she decided to ask for something funny.

She asked for a pony. When the Goddess recovered, she said she thought that ponies might be on back order. So fine. Shopgirlove knows how to wait...still on back order...then out of stock. She could have had a bunny, it turns out, but she missed the deadline.

Alright, no pony. No bunny.

Fine, Shopgirlove went to her Mam's and ate enough for three people. (Love Easter!) When she came back into work this morning, the lovely V. (another expediter) had a gift bag for Shopgirlove. It seems the Easter Bunny got confused and left Shopgirlove's basket at V.'s house. Inside?

A My Little Pony! Now that's good people.