Everyone at work has been asking about "my frog" because of this:
So here's the story.... One day last week, I was walking back to flight ops after a flight and I saw a smushed frog on the edge of the sidewalk. There were a few line guys standing by the picnic table, so I asked one of them if he could take care of it. Well, the poor frog-with-its-inerds-lying-on-the-sidewalk was still there the next day. So I mentioned it to the line guy and he said he would give it a proper burial for me. A little while later, someone asked me about my frog. I asked them what they meant, and they told me to go look outside. So this is what I saw! I'm not really sure a frog can live that long... (it says 1/5/02-4/29/09 if you can't read it) Anyways, I keep getting asked about "my frog" so now you know.
Well, I hope everyone has a wonderful Cinco de Mayo and hopefully it won't be so long next time!!!