Eulogy for a turkey
What do you do when tragedy hits home? No one wants to think about it, but it happens to us all. An unfortunate incident happened recently and it is with regret that I inform you (dear reader) that “Tom The Turkey� is dead. Tom was making his daily patrol when he was struck by a car earlier this week. There were rumors of conspiracy and malicious intent, but at this writing no formal charges have been made.
In case you are unaware of the unofficial mascot of the Atlanta Microsoft office, I suggest that you read an old entry of mine - “The Happy, Sad Tale of Tom The Turkey.”
Tom was a beloved and misunderstood figure who was hero and villain, scourge and protector and an anti-hero of mythic proportions. When I last encountered Tom The Turkey, he was as we all remembered him – feathers outstretched and stiff-necked in his resolution to guard the parking lot from would-be predators. He… He… (sniff-sniff) Forgive me dear reader, but this is all so sudden. (Deep breath) Tom, you will be missed. Tom… you are missed.
-Jim
P.S. On a lighter note, there are turkey sandwiches in the cafeteria for all MS-Atlanta employees. (Free while supplies last!!!)
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