Today the VP bought us ice cream. Although it was a nice gesture, it made me uneasy because I had just seen the episode of The Office (American version) where the Senior Manager buys his staff ice cream sandwiches because he had just relinquised their healthcare plans. They weren't the nice ice cream sandwiches, either, but those generic-looking ones with the plain white wrapping that is indicative of bulk packaging for low-cost purposes (which is no problem because this is how buy my deoderant and tampons). I am not too worried because we had legitimate chocolate Drumsticks. That, and nobody can pilfer my health insurance because I don't actually have any until December...

Hopefully I don't get hit by a tram between now and then.