Setting a bad (fashion) example.

I knew she was planning something; Betsy's notoriously horrible at surprises, but terribly cute about it all. Surprise concealment efforts usually go something like: Will: Do you want a cup of coffee, sweetie? Betsy: Please don't look at my texts until after Friday because I'm planning something special. I knew something was up, but I had no clue what.  After all, most of our couple celebrations happen between August 9 and September 10.  We like to cram everything in one month.  Efficiency, efficiency, efficiency. Turns out this was not just a gift from Betsy; it was a full-staff gift.  It was the kind of thing you just hope someone would think up for your retirement party, only I'm 30 years old and this was just a random Friday in March.  The entire betsy & iya staff dressed up like me: tee shirt, pants, snazzy socks, and a watch on everyone.  What can I say ... apparently, I think outside of different boxes than the ones clothes come in. Man, I love my job.  Thanks, team. ***Song of the Moment: Silvia, by Miike Snow***