Just say no.

This afternoon around 4:00pm, a seven-year old girl walked into the Table XI office and took all of our cash.

The culprit, Ellen’s daughter Ingrid, came offering promises of the rare American delicacy known as Girl Scout Cookies. Apparently supplying delectable culinary treats runs in the family.

Though many offices are rife with Girl Scout competition, Ellen and Samantha are the only TXI staffers with children.  I’d go further to say that most of us don’t even have friends in Chicago with children.

Needless to say, Ingrid cleaned house.  Her sweet, innocent pitch coupled with the temptation of sugar-crack were no match for our New Years’ weight-loss resolutions.  Many of us were separated from our not-really-hard-earned hour-entry bounties and Katie Gore, John’s wife, placed an order for what looks to be the entire city of Toronto (only weak imitation Girl Scout Cookies can be procured in Canada).

In fact, Ingrid was so effective at selling that the idea was floated of offering her a job (mine), but fortunately child labor laws precluded it.