Rewind all the way to Wednesday.
[jumping into time machine]
I got an e-mail at 9:43 a.m. from Harley, asking if anyone wanted to go to "Target Thai" for lunch. An e-mail at 9:43 about lunch! I heart you, Harley. I was in. I didn't even know what "Target Thai" was. Did it matter? I like food. Good enough.
Eight of us journeyed to Lublae, a Thai restaurant in a nearby mall with Target as its anchor. Mystery solved! Not like I needed Jessica Fletcher for this one, but still. Brownie points for anyone who got that reference. [Cue theme song and bicycle riding through Cabot Cove.]
I spew forth pepper). Hardy har har.
I started with my usual Thai iced tea. Huge.
Target? I couldn't believe I was doing this in the middle of a work day and neither could Bax, who is a fellow newbie.
I really liked these rainboots. Too bad they weren't in my size. You think I'm kidding.
Target empty-handed. Is that even possible? I say it is not. I think I did extraordinarily well with just two items for my really dry office.
Target bag, so Harley very kindly drove us to our cars to hide the evidence. My stuff was for my office, so I marched right on in with my little bullseye bag. Word.
Man, I love this job.