Yesterday we had a little Christmas thing at work for all the employees. Our company only allows a few pennies dollars per employee for Christmas so it's always a stretch of the imagination to come up with something fun and a present.

So yesterday we had nachos with the works for everyone and gave away t-shirts. Last year we gave away turkeys but too many people bitched - including myself, that then you had to cook the damn thing. Ungrateful asses that we are.

The t-shirts have the company logo and said across the front "Heads Up! Our patients count on it." Of course this was a spoof off the little diddy they do when I'm making rounds and they see me coming. "Heads up!" Thats what I can hear being passed down the hall or around corners. Have I ever mentioned that Detroiters are not quiet people?

When you break routine at work it throws everyone off for the day and chaos ensues...always. After all, rules are meant to be broken. At some point yesterday my cell phone number was passed around and I began to receive text messages such as "What's up boss?" "Why are you using your cell phone at work?" "I need to see you in my office." Smiley faces etc. In all their fun, what they failed to realize is: I now have their cell phone numbers. Big mistake. Heh.

Sharing the spirit.