Cats Belong in Bags

My upbringing, including the religious background, has been made public knowledge to employees in my office. Rumors are spreading like the Wallow Fire in Eastern Arizona.

Cox Media is responsible for selling TV advertisements. Part of my occupation is to help Account Executives achieve this. A local dentist is having difficulties reaching the Mormon audience in Gilbert, AZ. The employee trying to make the sell wanted to know which programs Mormons are likely to watch. She approached my supervisor. "Ask Chase. He'll know," she said.

And so it begins ... my reputation is tarnished, ruined. Co-workers are already calling me "Mitt." In this case, the client wanted to reach young, affluent, Mormon mothers. Naturally, I called my sister.

It appears that the client is planning on purchasing the following programs: The Real Housewives franchises, Sister Wives, Teen Mom, Intervention, Project Runway, and more.

Life will never be the same. Meow.

Shallow Soup

Today, I had lunch plans with a few co-workers, some of which aren't often in my office. We had tentative plans to meet at The Old Spaghetti Factory but changed our minds (follow the link to see why). Friday lunch is a time reserved for gossip, complaints, and ridiculous speculation ... it's quite enjoyable.

However, just before lunch, a co-worker slipped into the Ladies Room. While she was powdering her nose, our superior entered stage right. Our plans were immediately foiled. The Boss took us to China Chilli. My meal was tasteful and delivered before I could unfold my napkin, but something different resonated with me at lunch today. Without the gossip and with all of the work-related conversation, my eyes rarely moved from my egg drop soup.

While I don't mind egg drop soup, I typically prefer wonton soup. Three items held my attention as I stared into the soup's murky allure. First, corn was inserted into the egg, broth, and mysterious meat. Second, the bowl was oddly shallow, almost like a plate. Third, I couldn't seem to shake the less than attractive appearance of the soup. More, this soup was the highlight of my day. After a sip of this wonder, I wanted to add pepper to spice up its misshapen face, but I couldn't bring myself to alter the grotesque beauty.

Maybe I'm too picky.

I'm Sorry for the Way Things are in China ...

The majority of my posts are written and uploaded during corporate work hours. Sadly, I've actually been participating in work-related activities while at work recently and have been unable to dedicate proper attention to this endeavor. My apologies. It really does bother me.