Blog of Magic Cheese

I have a new coverlet. It is soft down, fluffy and warm, and has a cool crisp cotton cover on it.

What makes this somewhat out of the ordinary of course, is that this coverlet is for use in, and sponsored by the office.

I get cold easily. I think this has something to do with the fact that office furniture is made for bigger people and my feet can't reach anything to rest on when I'm sitting in my chair unless I'm perched on the edge and I have my feet propped up on the castors. Consequently, my legs lose circulation and get cold.

My godsend was this big grey blanket that had been used to cushion furniture when we moved it into the office, and I'd been wrapping myself in it while sipping boiling hot mugs of tea.

I think that this niggled at our Chief of Operations incessantly, because he said that I looked like a homeless person in it. Not that he was the only one; I think that one of our engineers and the CEO commented, too. Nevertheless, it was soft, thick, and warm, so it was going to stay in use.

Last Friday, the COO finally snapped and told me that in addition to making me look homeless, the blanket was such a disconnect from my blazer, slacks, and blouse that it made me look like a deranged homeless person, and to get a new blanket, and that he'd buy it for me. While I was laughing, he said,

"I'm not joking. Bring in the receipt, the company will comp you."

So now I have a huge fluffy down quilt to wrap myself in when I get chilly at the office. Score!

I love my job.