Our office celebrated Mardi Gras today. I don’t think any of us are from Louisiana, but that didn’t stop us. We celebrate any holiday that involves eating, even more obscure ones.
There was an ominous omen however. Johnice Woods, whose title is
Property Development Coordinator and who works with me on putting together our new deals—and runs some of the property rehabilitation on her own—brought the King Cake. But the “baby” (a little plastic doll that is traditionally placed inside the cake) fell out on the way in.The tradition is that whoever gets the piece of cake with the Baby in it has good fortune all year long and the obligation to bring the King Cake next year.
So, in these tough economic times, nobody gets good luck and next year: No Cake!
No comments:
Post a Comment