Everybody’s working for the weekend…
Dear Peter in accounting,
I’m really sorry I injured you at the company picnic last week. I understand you have been recuperating at home ever since. Admittedly, I get a little worked up during the team building exercises and if I happened to have broken a rib or two of yours during the potato sack races, well let me just say, “Shame on me.” I think we can both agree that the open bar feature was a catalyst for things to come.
To make it up to you I have subscribed you to The Weekend Box. It’s a box of premium CBD products that gets delivered right to your doorstep. You can have your caretaker sign for it and then enjoy. It ought to take that excruciating pain away in no time or at the very least mitigate it some. Notice I said, mitigate and not litigate. Nobody wants that Peter. We’re all friends here.
While it says “Weekend Box” right on the front I’m fairly sure you can partake during the week as well. I mean it’s not as if you’re working right now, am I right?! Sorry, I’m sure you would rather be of sound body and working at the moment but due to my low alcohol tolerance and penchant to swing wide elbows when excited, you, alas, cannot. I hope this Weekend Box of top shelf CBD goodies makes up for what I have put you through. You deserve better Peter and that’s exactly what you’ll be getting.
Please don’t sue,
Your pal Rick, V.P of Sales
