Not in that way, sheesh people! Get your mind out of the gutters. Really.

Anyway.

We’re having this office-wide “Happy Hour” today, which is going on right now. But yours truly? Not attending because -wait for it!- I’m working.

When the PR director of your huge-ass company with worldwide presence beckons, you hop to it. So it’s all good; she’s a great lady, and hell, it won’t exactly hurt my rep to help out.

Since I can’t go, I told everyone to have a grand time and I set about my appointed task. Lo and behold, here comes Bosslady with a beer in her hand. And not just ANY beer.

A Guinness. A GUINNESS, people. Good beer! I was expecting the company to spring for crappy beer. Bosslady even opened it for me (I have a bottle opener, which she knows). Sweet!

My only regret is that I didn’t have the presence of mind to yell “Brilliant!” when she handed it to me.

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