I'm Nonplussed

Don't read this post before you've read the long one further down.

You all know that I don't celebrate Valentine's Day... Christmans, birthdays ... yadda yadda yadda. But when someone leaves me chocolate, I don't make a big deal about it. There's always some girl at work who's so in love with love that she wants to spread her infernal cheer to all within striking distance. So I wasn't totally shocked to see a chocolately treat standing outside my locked office door this morning. I figured it was our department do-gooder/cheerleader/reality show contestant/beauty pageant veteran.

But I got in at 7:00 and she wasn't here yet. There was no Dove hollow chocolate rose outside the door of her boss' office. Huh. So probably not her. I brought the rose into my office thinking it would be a nice after lunch treat. I assumed whoever left it would send me an email or stop by to see how I liked it.

So it's now a couple of hours into the work day and no one has owned up to leaving it. No one else in my department got one. Maybe I should look at do-gooder's desk (surely she got one). Be right back...

Yep, she got one. Whew. I was beginning to worry that I had a secret admirer with a penchant for ham cleavage.