So the head Managing Director's 6 year old daughter sold girl scout cookies in the office. Boy did she make out like a bandit. I first ordered 2 boxes, knowing all its going to do is make me fat, but to be courteous, I figured I'd buy two. Then the other analyst that sits next to me buys 4 boxes. Fine, I still figured I'd be okay with buying two. So then, one of the directors comes by, and asks me how many boxes I bought... I say two, and he calls me a cheap bast*rd (facetiously, of course)
So then it gets competitive, and now I have 11 boxes of girl scout cookies on my desk
So then it gets competitive, and now I have 11 boxes of girl scout cookies on my desk