My Mayan Destiny

It's pretty much a fantastic all-around day.  I woke up with 100% energy; the weather is perfect; and everything at work is copacetic.  There's nothing quite like the feeling of being totally healthy after weeks of dragging my butt.  It's like I was walking around with lead shoes on for a month and I finally managed to kick them off.  Hallelujah! I'm FREE!

Last week half my staff were at each others' throats and generally driving me crazy. I held some meetings in which I pointed my finger in peoples' faces and said things very firmly, and everyone appears to be getting along now.  I walked into the main work area late yesterday afternoon and a couple of them were singing together, then grabbing each others' shoulders and almost falling over with laughter.  The others were enjoying the show.  I like to see that type of thing on a regular basis.  It's good for team spirit.

One of my co-workers recently received a gift from a client who had travelled to South America.  She brought it to my office to show me.  It was an unglazed clay sculpture around 6" high of a dude who looked like an ancient Mayan or something.  He was sitting cross-legged and had a big vase or pot in his lap, round at the bottom, with a narrow neck.  My co-worker explained to me that the Mayan had a gift for me hidden inside the pot, and indicated that I should lift it up.  I don't know what I was expecting, but it certainly wasn't a giant dong.  Yup, that Mayan guy was really happy to see us.  I was in a very serious work mood, until I saw that big dong staring up at me.  I stared back at it for a beat, and then burst out laughing.  The Mayan (modestly covered by the pot) is now sitting on her desk.