A friend of mine gets his chicks delivered to his office like I do since we're much closer to the central post office than our home addresses. Like my staff his really, really looks forward to the boxes o' peeps arriving. Last week he got the call and went ot the post office to get them. Mean, mean , meanie that he is he stashed an empty shipping box from last year in his truck. He got back to the office, not grinning and happy, but looking terribly sad carrying a silent box. His poor staff, a couple about start to cry before he laughed and tossed the empty box to someone saying, "Ok, I'll bring 'em in." They about lynched him.