Thursday, February 21, 2008

Working the Belgium angle

So a couple of weeks ago my boss had to go to Belgium for a week. We have a system where I put all of his paperwork into a manila folder, and it's easy for him to carry around, put his expense receipts in, etc.

He gave me an agenda to enclose, which I did, but not before attaching a Post-it saying "get truffles for JC."

During the week I wold periodically email his BlackBerry with the Subliminal Message du Jour:

JC likes truffles.

"Make sure to tell him Neuhaus, or he might get you those crappy Godivas," Sven advised.

JC especially likes Neuhaus truffles.

Crass, shameless, parasitic.

But it worked.

Mmmmmmmmmmm. A whole box.

"You know, those things work out to, like, three dollars apiece," my boss told me.

My mouth was too full of champagne truffle to comment. So I just smiled.


SP said...

Don't forget to mention that I once brought you a 2 pound box of those without any prompting. That was the week we would have died of the flu if Margaret had not brought us some play-doh to eat.

JC said...

That was one of the most surreal weeks of my entire life.