The Teddy

Today is "Take Your Kids To Work Day" at my job. I don't have kids, but 99.999 percent of the people I work with do. It's a zoo in here. A menagerie of whiners from toddler to ten.

One stole my bear. She saw it as she was walking by and asked about it. I had my back to the opening of my cube and tried to ignore her. Kids don't play like that. Louder, she asked what his name was. He doesn't have one. She told me she had a bear just like him at home, but he's bigger, and his name is Brown Bear.

OMG...as I type one of the women I work with burst into tears and ran into the CEO's office. I don't know why.

Anyway...back to the kids.

I suggest naming my bear Brown Bear Junior. She says, no. He's just Brown Bear.

OK.

She asks if she can play with him today. No problem. He actually isn't really mine. He was already in my cube when I started working here and had on a promotional life insurance t-shirt. I took it off. He wasn't naked though...I tied a ribbon around his neck.

So little girl leaves with Brown Bear only to return about ten minutes later and asks if she can take the bow off.

Odd. He's so much cuter with the bow on.

I say yes. She leaves.

I wonder if I'll ever see him again.