I came into work Monday morning and look what I found stuck to my keyboard: my first fan letter! It's from my manager’s 9 year old daughter, Bella, who heard me singing at the top of my lungs in the community center kitchen (really cool echo) where we had our Company Christmas party last month. I guess he let Bella play at my desk over the weekend or something…not that I mind it, but 9 year olds are messy! Crumbs everywhere and no more pink post-its! Ah, well. At least she left me something to smile about while I unstrung my paper clips, picked markers up off the floor, dusted little fingerprints off my screen, fixed my chair settings, threw away my used up white-out, replenished my printer paper, swept up frito remnants, reset my radio station, put my teddy bear back in his spot… and I’m still trying to figure out where my paperweight went. Fun. 
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Aaawwww
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