Free cake?
Free booze?
Fire drill?
All of these options can slow down an office for a bit, but working in this company, alcohol is not allowed on the premises, and there is cake everywhere, as there is a most call centres. And fire drills are just a pain in the neck with lots of loud noise.
Today, I witnessed an office coming to its knees.
Why?
Somebody arranged for the police to bring into the office for half an hour a three-month-old German Shepherd puppy called Leo.
PUPPY!!!!!!!
It seems I’m not the only person who has this feeling about puppies.
And German Shepherd puppies are a breed beyond. Have you seen their ears?
Leo came and sat under my desk for a little bit. And sure, I wanted to pick him up and smell his puppy breath, but I refrained. It was hard.
Talking to his handlers, members of the Australian Federal Police Force, I got a few stats on Leo. He’s being trained up to be a police dog - the ones that you don’t want to get in the way of, unlike the police dogs who do the sniffing at the airport.
“Is he house trained? He’s not gonna piddle everywhere?” I asked.
“We’ll see…”
From all that I heard, he was a good boy.
It’s amazing how such a little thing can create such joy.
(And if you think that’s good, add one of the other offices Somebody was bringing a rescue joey, wrapped up in a blanket and being passed around the office like a doll.)
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