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There was a safety training and safety training means food, usually.  I skipped lunch in anticipation of pizza, brownies and the obligatory salad.  The meeting was moved from the normal meeting room to the executive conference room (which should have raised a flag).  I arrived, and there was no food.  We stared daggers at the meeting coordinator who waved her arms to the recessed overhead lights, the hi-definition projectors, the hardwood tables and the high-back leather chairs.

You can’t eat a leather chair.

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I was first worried that the new lodge executive board wouldn’t have the skills and abilities needed to thrive in Scouting and direct the lodge.  All this washed away when the lodge 2nd vice chief presented a motion that passed that the new lodge chief couldn’t say “awesome” more than twice a meeting.

That’s how parli pro was meant to be used.

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We had a lunch meeting with our new department manager for R&D who told us how our firm has done and what changes we might expect in the workplace.  We’ve done very well and are starting to reverse some of the cost cutting measures so sometime this week our water coolers will come back.  We prodded him more to see what else we could get and soon we found out if our luck continued we’d get all our old amenities back.  This manager was new so I figured I could try something.

Me:  Do you think we could get our meeting budget back?  We used to have food during lunch meetings.
Manager:  I don’t see why not.
Me: So, we could bring back free bagels on Friday? (which we never had)
Manager: Well, I guess if we can justify it.
Another temp picking up on what I’m doing: So you’re saying, six months or so we could get the espresso machine back? (which we also never had)
Manager: I love a good espresso.

By the time we were done we’d almost gotten a soda fountain and build-your-own sundae bar.