work harder do over

It's official: I won't be clenching the creative director of the year award! Somehow I missed John's 15th anniversary last year, so we quickly planned a "Sweet 16" party for him. This was back on 6/30. And then today I found the "congrats" card that I purchased for him WEEKS ago, hidden in a pile of papers on my desk. FAIL.

On another work-related note, my boss was looking for a proverbial carrot on a stick for us CDs, so he started joking that the frontrunner would receive a pony for Christmas. Every week or so the prospective pony owner changes based on who turns in what assignment first.

(It's rarely me.) So I drew this & sent it to our group. Translation:

"I want a pony, but..." (The gist is that I know I'm not gettin' it.)