7/11

So a couple carloads of the work crew synchronized break times to get our loot.  It was my first slurpee in years.  My last one was waaaay bigger than 7.11 ounces, was so sweet it was nearly unpalatable, and involved a huge brain freeze.  Today I learned the way to combat brain freeze is to rub your tongue on the roof of your mouth to stimulate the senses.  Kind of sounded like hooey I wanted to prove wrong, but that little cup of cherry ice was just right so I never had to worry.

Here are most of the interns and the marketing department.  A few were daring enough to even spring for the big cups.

Next year I’ll have to remember to mark my calendar.