It came up at work one day that I love cucumbers. So does my friend, Amber. She told me that someday she was going to bring me a cucumber as a surprise, like when my parents used to bring me treats if I was good for the babysitter. Or something like that.
Yesterday was the day! I found a real cucumber on my chair, with Larry (pictured above) taped to it.
I ate the real cucumber (and it was delicious, thank you for asking), but I hung Larry and his thoughts on my steelcase.
