Arty Duck

I am right now in the middle of my post about friendship. But I am too pissed off to write nicely, so I will post a little story instead:)

And I wanted to brag about my new Arty duck as well.

(See below)



Anyway, Story :

A thief

Today we had a thief in my company. (I am not going to write which one, everyone knows anyway:)) I am just trying to be mysterious...)

Well maybe he wasn't a real thief, he was just a guy standing around in the hall, waiting for a mysterious unknown colleague. (OK he was a thief, it is just we cannot prove it)

OK OK I admit, the fact we had an unknown guy isn't really entertaining.

But what is, is that in next 20 minutes since we found out he was inside, almost every employee went ACCIDENTALLY around. (OK they went to see him:)))

You may now wonder, whether I did go to see him ACCIDENTALLY... I didn't. I accidentally (I swear!!!!) saw him before I knew he was a thief:)

And why didn't we go and threw him up? Well I asked our receptionist ( you know, how receptionists are usually pretty, young and nice - well not in ***** s.r.o. ( I am SUPER secret agent:). We have a 55 years, well she is not technically ugly, you know:) and definitely NOT nice lady... erhm woman.... erhm whatever...)

She looked at me blankly and told me: Well, he was waiting for someone. DUH.

Isn't the rubber duck wonderful? :)))