Encore!

Over the past several years, I've collected an assortment of "officisms" that I've either said or overheard in the office. But my favorite - by FAR - is the one in which I tell my coworker at the front desk,

"I'm off to the casino. Back at 2."

Yes, in my glamorous profession, I do get out to the casino to talk shop with other fundraisers over a lovely buffet lunch, complete with the faint electronic noises and dings of penny slots at Norther Quest Casino. We seclude ourselves in a private conference room, and it's always strictly business, talking about foundations and database maintenance, but as soon as I step outside to use the bathroom, it's neon flashing lights and Billy Ocean singing "Caribbean Queen" and cheap perfume that instantly fill up my senses.

So long, Northern Quest, it's been grand.