Mac.
These people are just sucking up to you because they think you are going to hand out daisies or some fabulous turnip compote.
Don't fall for it.
The second you let your guard down, they will be flashing moons, jiggling, guzzling rum, reciting odes to pirates and using the 'Q' word.
That's right Mac, when you are not around they use the 'Q' word.
It is almost more than Poet and I can keep up with, you know?
(Dawno was helping but last week it became too much. We found her in the Mod Room drinking that fortified eggplant wine she favors...)
Anyway, happy bosses day from the only person you can possibly trust to bake brownies.
Jay.