The Big Wigs™ are here today for a powow with my boss’s boss. The actual President of the Company™ is here with an Infinite Coterie™ of Vice Presidents of Sometherorother™. The President of the Company™ is still a rather small part of the Bigger Company That Oversees All™. So I am not even a Cog™, really. I am nought more than a Tooth™ on a Cog™. Depressing™, I suppose.
But at least they gave us a Keen Little Glass Mug That Is Too Small To Be Of Any Use™.