Just one reason I love my job

It was brutal here in Connecticut the first week of August. I'm sure they're used to weather over a hundred in Arizona, but "it's a dry heat." We're not quite as bad as Chicago, where we thought we were swimming when we were walking along the street during our one visit there a couple years ago. Still, it was so hot and humid that it was miserable to try to get from the car into the building without looking (and feeling) like you'd just visited a sauna.

But this is the kind of company I work for. Everyone is really thoughtful. This was at the receptionist's desk.

See what I mean? Great people.