In case of office enemies

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I really hate office Secret Santa exchanges, particularly when you don’t really know the name you pulled out of the hat. My random pick was male, and not a chocolate eater, which precluded my usual fallback gifts of chocolates or scented bath things. “Er, he likes cars,” I was told when I asked around. “Things to do with cars.”

I left my gift buying rather late, and dashed into the newsagents this morning, buying a bulky car magazine. However, we were given a particular amount to spend, and as the magazine’s price was printed on the front cover and didn’t come up to the mark, I knew I had to get something else. I barreled off to Crazy Clerks, and wandered frantically about, thinking to myself, “Cars, cars, cars.” I ended up in the toy aisle, and picked up a Hot Rods toy car. Then I had a brief moment of insanity, and bought a green plastic Ninja sword. No, I don’t know why. It seemed like a good idea at the time.

I then had to dash back to work and wrap the collection, which was difficult - the Ninja sword kept poking out of either end of the bulky parcel. It was the oddest shaped present under the tree, so at least it looked intriguing. I wasn’t game to look across at his expression while he opened it, so I don’t know how it was received. Let’s hope the identity of the gift-giver remains a mystery. I received Lindt chocolates, having casually dropped some hints as to my chocolate tastes on the office grapevine. Although I wouldn’t have minded a Ninja sword. Anyone with plastic dinosaurs in their office could do with a Ninja sword, if only for self defense.

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