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I DECLARE A DOONA DAY.

Everyone into the blanket fort, we're hiding from the world today. It's cool, I have snacks and pillows inside.

GET IN, LOSERS, WE'RE GOING TO EAT COOKIES.

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So, when someone has been working for my company for five years, we reward them with a cookie and a balloon.

I KNOW.

I used to be in charge of taking the cookie-and-balloon deliveries and hiding them until someone from HR could present them to the lucky employee, and I always laughed because A COOKIE. It was a large cookie, at least.

Anyway, I just did some math and it turns out my fifth-year anniversary working for the company was about ten days ago. I suspect I got lost in the shuffle because I changed jobs, and honestly I have a genuine dislike of balloons that borders on neurosis so I'm just as glad, but I am cracking up laughing that for three years I handled cookies-and-balloons and on the fifth year, they forgot me.

Mind you, the raise I got at my last salary evaluation satisfies more than a cookie does. I will keep my salary and my health benefits and my nerdy coworkers, HR can have the balloon.