The Smallest Jar of Smarties in Christendom

My Dear Fellow,

The office was filled with these things today. It was to celebrate a new product being launched. If it seems a bit paltry, it was accompanied by a free ice cream voucher which was very well-timed, considering it was a lovely warm day today.

Or at least it would have been, if not for the fact that the ice-cream queue was huge due to colleagues figuring out you didn't NEED the voucher and were going back for a third or fourth ice-cream! Dastardly.

So I saw the queue and couldn't be bothered. I can buy my own effing ice cream.

Slack did a similar thing a few years back during their re-branding exercise. A small box of mints appeared on everyone's desk. Andre the Italian ate all of his within 10 minutes before noticing the small print on the box - that the mints could cause constipation. He was not happy.

Our amusement was enhanced by Andre reading the bottom of the box to see what else the mints may cause and announcing, "Ees no surprise they cause constipation - they contain an anti-cacking agent!!"

He meant "anti-caking" of course. But that made me laugh for about 10 minutes.

Parsones