Meet Bock

I really like chickens. It all started several years ago. At work, we were between directors. While it was nice not having anyone micromanaging your every move, it was equally frustrating to not have a "higher power" to go to for authoritative decisions. So one day I *bought* us a boss-- meet Bock Bock, Chief Marketing Chicken. Bock does a lot for our department-- he appears at meetings, he tests the online registration form for our seminars, he has an official bio -- went to Purdue University (of course). One of Bock's key functions is a symbolic and morale boosting one; he is responsible for enhancing birthday celebrations within the Marketing Department. On the day of a birthday, with much fanfare Bock dons his festive birthday hat and spends the day at the desk of the lucky birthday celebrant. It's a huge and greatly anticipated honor. On Thursday, we celebrated Joe's birthday. Bock played his role as expected and was duly returned to his "office" at my desk at the end of the day. There are no words to describe the visual of the serious-minded Director of Marketing walking down the hall carrying a stuffed chicken in a party hat. It was, as they say, priceless.