Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day, a day celebrated by extravagant gifts, expensive dinners, and most importantly, sugary candy. In the spirit of this holiday of love and overindulgence, my work decided to have a “Sugar Buffet”. Now some of you may not be familiar with this notion, as I was not when I first learned of it. It’s a simple concept though, just bring sugary foods to work and feed your face. There was quite the wide assortments of cookies, cupcakes, candy, and even cookies with candies IN them. It was simply amazing.
You may be wondering what happens when a group of Federal employees, away from the prying eyes of the public, generally lacking a good night’s sleep, will do when hopped up on two metric tons of sugar and left to their own devices? Two words: Cleaning Chaos!
It all started with someone emptying the trash cans, then another joins in on the trash disposal initiative. Then someone joins in on the broom, sweeping away our dust, debris, shattered hopes and dreams, and dead skin. Suddenly the room exploded with activity. Someone strapped a vacuum on their back and began probing every nook and cranny with its mighty suction force. Others stocked the drawers with supplies, orders shouted across the room, boxes of Nitrile gloves flying through the air. Someone was dusting, trapping the errant dust particles in his magical Swiffer wand.. I was running back and forth between the supply room and the supply cabinet, filling the latter until it was on the verge of bursting.
Then, as suddenly as the madness had begun, it stopped. Everyone went back to their normal duties, as if nothing had happened. Perhaps some knowing glances were exchanged, silent at-a-boys for a job well done. No one dared speak of it. Maybe they feared destroying the magic of our synchronicity. I still am not entirely sure what happened, but it certainly was the Perfect Storm.