Okay I'm doing this claptrap in children's picture-book format... I'll try to keep this as short as possible, but don't hold your breath.
There once was a zany fangirl who had a job at a home nursing agency as a clerk. She was a very nice girl who tried to do the right thing most of the time.
She did her paperwork no matter how large or small the stack may be...
But on this day, a Monday, her heaviest paperwork day of them all, she was expecting a visit from the good folks over in corporate hq. So at 9 in the morning the call came up, that The Fabulous Mark had come with his magical bus and his inspirational words.
The good employees braved the freezing cold to go outside and cheer for their fearless leader!
Finally, with bated breath the doors to the magical bus popped open and out came The Fabulous one!
His presence is so special that birds fly down from above to greet him!
So after he steps off the bus, the zany fangirl goes back up to her cubby hole in the QI Department, cause she is freezing her ass off and has an assload of paperwork to do before lunch with The Fabulous One at . So the day goes by as normal. The zany fangirl has the normal string of annoyances throughout the day. But then it's comes time for lunch with The Fabulous One.
The spread (Which I regret not getting a photo of now) was delicious. I would throw any of our clients down a flight of stairs for more of those canailles right now. And actually the zany fangirl gets to bask in The Fabulous One's glow, because she's eating lunch right in front of him (I don't have any pictures of that either). But after lunch we all get up and sing to The Fabulous One (Thank God I have no pictures of that!) and then he proceeds to shower us with gifts.
The first gift being the list of Fabulous Commandments, presented to Joann and our office where it is on display for anyone who walks into my office to see.
So we in turn present to him a framed copy of the song lyrics we sang to him.
(One good churn -and I do mean churn since my tummy is churning- deserves another)
So after this we take a quick break, come back, and watch our little corporate brainwashing session... Thankfully it's only 11 minutes, so it's not so bad.
We were all thanked by The Fabulous One and Werner for our hospitality and good lunch.
And we were presented commemorative t-shirts (in addition to the red shirt of death) and tiny little cards that should (AKA MUST) be carried in your wallet to forever remember The Fabulous One's visit to the Philadelphia Visit office.
So with a little less then two hours until the end of the work day, the zany fangirl decided to not work but run around and use up the last drop of her new digi-cami's internal memory, but my new supervisor, Diane, waving from her desk was all I could get.
So that sums up my day with The Fabulous one. Some other stuff did happen, but nothing really worth mentioning.