God hears our heart's cry.

Once again, my wonderful work spends marketing money on ridiculous things. If it's not arches of balloons that we're forced to walk through or inflatable football helmets or basketball hoops for us to throw passes into or for us to make baskets... then it's obnoxious things or people, like cheerleaders.

Today, oh what could it be?

Oh, a marching band. That's right. My work has a marching band outside right now playing all sorts of songs. There has to be about 30 of them. They are so loud. I left to go to the airport to pick up DD and they were there. Who wants to hear that at 7:30 in the morning? Not me. Nor do I want to see their flagline. Seriously, who wants to see people dance with flags? Okay, maybe I even prefer them because they don't hurt my sensitive morning ears... but still. It just adds to the insanity. Is this supposed to make people like to work here better? Is it supposed to make us work harder and be enthusiastic to sell? Maybe... but it doesn't work.

So, back to my point.

Before DD got out of the car, I told her about the insanity of this situation, and she could sense my irritation. She said, "I'll totally pray for you and that they'll be gone when you get back to work." I pull up in the parking lot, look over to our entrance, and I don't see anyone. More importantly, I don't hear anything! Wahoo! God answered my heart's cry. Where were they? They were taking their breakfast break. Once again, Wahoo! Praise you Lord!

PS. I have been warned by my nice teammates not go outside because they have carnival attractions. Oh, and top of that. I found out that there is a juggler on a unicycle in our building. That's right... He's in one of the main rooms just doing his thing. Unbelievable. Absolutely unbelievable.