Breakfast of Champions

It’s Wednesday.  Every Wednesday a group of us meet for breakfast before coming to work.  It’s a great way to start the day.  We get to complain about work, politics, our partners.  We gossip about coworkers. I call it therapy.  When I miss one my week doesn’t go as smoothly.

Some people call it the meeting of the grumpy old mens club.  I am the youngest member of the group and the only one who still has hair.  We do invite other youngsters but they don’t seem to come regularly like the grumpies do.  I think they are both bored and threatened by our knowledge and experience. …Or maybe they just don’t like us  😉

Bored Baby

Okay so maybe they aren’t this young …………….

I am still digesting breakfast and last nights DWTS and AI and now I am hooked on that darn Glee.  I will post later.

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