The missing mug is back at my desk, safe and sound. I put out an APB via company-wide email yesterday and had it back in my hands within five minutes. One of our lower echelon worker bees brought it over with a sheepish look on his face and said, “Sorry. It was so cool, I had to borrow it. I washed it out for you.”

The mug says Chuck. His name? Shane. Yeah, that’s cool. What a freak.

I washed it out for me too.