"I thought it was a perfect representation of your lobster goal, and our shared love of booze"
There were other après birthday activities at work this week. Sunday was a dark day as I'd been away from the office for several weeks and I had a heavy, nervous, and overwhelmed feeling about returning on Monday. It reminded me a lot of how I felt the night before going back to school after summer holidays. It was part apprehension (what has changed, what have I missed, will people still like me etc.) and part bone idle laziness (vacation > work).
I trudged into the office at 7am to find my door decorated, my office full of gifts, belated birthday cards, welcome back messages, a card celebrating being in my job for one year and a homemade cake from the person on my team least likely to ever bake a cake or commit an act of kindness. My team was actually happy to have me back, was telling me I was missed and know me well enough to have played some pretty funny pranks including a mousetrap in my cupboard, a vodka bottle in my desk and removing a wheel from my chair so I fell over when I sat down. It made me feel really special.
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