For Me?

So I walk into the office this morning a little late. I stop briefly to drop off the goodies I've baked er bought for a baby shower and head to my office where I find a nondescript, wrapped package sitting in my chair. From the wrapping it was impossible to tell the nature of the gift. I knew it came from Kaufmann's and that the Post-it contained my name, but was unsure of anything else. I'll admit I was a bit giddy at the thought of receiving a present, just because, and so perhaps I ripped into it a little more eagerly than I should have or would have normally. I opened it and found a cute little dress obviously intended for a baby girl. Thinking first of the attorney (who I knew was having a girl) being given the shower that afternoon, I turned on my computer to begin drafting an email attempting to explain my mistake and let her know that I'd be sending the unwrapped gift her way. As my email program loaded, I noticed an email from one of our members with the subject line: GIFT.

As it turns out the gift was not for our attorney, but the g.c. for one of our clients. Upon learning this, I notified the receptionist that I would be out of the office for a bit and headed to the mall to have the gift rewrapped. So maybe I stopped for a caramel machiatto (with soymilk) along the way and maybe I went into Yankee Candle, but whatever, I was in obvious distress; it was understandable. When I arrived at Kaufmann's I found that the gift wrap counter would not be open until 11:oo. Rather than wait an hour, I headed to the nearest stationer where I purchased wrapping paper and performed the emergency surgery on the table outside the Dairy Queen. When I snuck back into my office, I found another email from the attorney this one telling me that there was "no rush."