Post-holiday party Muni surprise
My company makes us play bingo at the holiday party in order to try to win our annual bonus. First-world problems, to be sure, but there you go.
A few weeks ago, I was talking with a coworker about the party the next day. Little did I know what I was in for.
“Get this—[friend in common] found a Golden Ticket in her bag the next day. I wonder if it was for one of the big prizes?! She’s hoping she can still redeem it…
The only thing I found in my bag was a business card with a picture of a half-naked, grinning, flexing man on it. Yep, the creeper on my bus ride home slipped that nice prize in.”