My company sends out a little “thank you” box of Mrs. Fields cookies to the stations to recognize all their hard work. These deliveries have gone “missing” in the past (hungry delivery drivers, maybe?), so now we usually send out a global email to everyone on the conversion team when they arrive confirming that “The cookies have landed.” The following thread is from today’s email:

Co-worker:
New Orleans has received their cookies, and the TMs were quite pleased. They dove into the box like kids in a swimming pool.

Me:
Do NOT eat the cookies! You know what kids do in swimming pools…

Co-worker Gavin:
If they’re at Tommy Lee’s house, they drown.

Ooh, good one, I wish I’d said that! That was a perfect joke! I’ll take consolation in having given him the setup.