Hoo-boy, what a week, eh? As I was packing up my stuff to leave the office at the end of the day today, my techie colleague who sits in front of me asked me for my opinion: he was going out to buy his mom a birthday present; he had something in mind, but wasn't sure.
How old's your mom, I foolishly asked.
Uh, 46. Says he.
Whassat? Forty-six? My work colleague's MOTHER is turning FORTY-BLEEPING-SIX?
And so it begins.