Showing posts with label drink. Show all posts
Showing posts with label drink. Show all posts

Sunday, January 20, 2013

New Backup HQ

A group of dedicated HR toiled into the wee hours of the night to make a safe working environment that is less austere and spartan for the workers. Imagine my surprise when the next morning I was told that the new HQ backup was completed. We also had new uniforms.
Me in the old uniform standing beside the new.
A red carpet greeted me as I walked to the doors. Standing in the front was a row of desks that seemed to be made out of pure gold. Columns in the resting area, I later learned, were obtained from the ruins of a temple on the island of Crete. However, a designer thought they looked better standing upside-down so he had them modified.
Roman columns before they were transported and modified for SWAT.
A bag of popcorn was later thrust to me by Lady Jesza-in, a kind gesture of welcome into the base. The popcorn had extra butter on it that was freshly melted, with a crunch and a liquid sensation in the mouth that moviegoers had enjoyed for several decades. I later learned that a popcorn machine had been obtained from a movie theater that had recently shut down.
This is making me drool...
I saw that just before she handed me the bag, Jesza-in drizzled a bit of coconut oil and sprinkled some salt on the popcorn. Now I shall repeat the steps to ensure that my home has better tasting popcorn for my houseguests during movie nights. A rare dinosaur egg is also present, having been painted black for the company's badge color.
Painted black by a bunch of specialists
A wonderful flower arrangement has been provided by the company for the ones in security. Its scents wafted through the entire headquarters, providing a rich perfumed aroma for all workers to smell. In the training room, a black-and-white checkered floor that was provided by the gracious workers of See's Candies ignited memories of chocolate and candies.

If SWAT is trying to get us off a diet, they're doing a good job.

Saturday, January 19, 2013

Pigging out at the Bar

I went to the bar at the new base and was surprised at the new delicacies that were offered. Mademoiselle Danie gave me the same plastic cup for all beverages but I was surprised at how much SWAT has improved their quality of food.

A traditional medicinal tea was shipped all the way from Thailand to ensure the health of all the individual workers. A quick sip told me that my body was being detoxified and I could feel all the poison leaking into my lymphatic system the more I drank. Before I knew it, I finished downing the entire mug.
I forgot to take a picture since the tea was so refreshing, so I had to go onto Google.
Coffee from the Arabian part of Asia assailed my taste buds next. Mademoiselle Danie had agreed to let me take pictures of the behind-the-scenes processing of the hot beverages being made in a traditional way. It took longer, but the taste was worth it.
These brands are way better than Starbucks or Tim Hortons!
The next beverage was a drink of water, which was rumored to come from Switzerland. However, I longed for something more tasteful so Mademoiselle Danie took a cup of her homemade eggnog and gave it to me. The taste was sublime. I decided to take a photo with a tiny branch from a Christmas tree that I snapped off from my own home. I was about to put it in the compost bin after work but I thought the branch still had some use...
I regret not being able to drink more than a cup, since it was high in egg yolk and sugar content
Organic juice ended my beverage pig-out and I opted for some organic blueberry juice. It was supposed to be an antioxidant as well as a night-vision improver. It was also the most recommended beverage by the HRs. The fact that the HRs were starting to restrict our diet lead me to suspect that missions against the infidels will start soon, and the organization needed all the agents to be as fit as possible.

As I was about to snap a picture, an explosion came out of nowhere and I saw that part of the room had been utterly destroyed. This would later on be revealed as a Great Trashing by Mr. N. A. Bz. 10. I was then hurried to the backup base.