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Office Secret Santa

That little slip of paper in my pocket was taunting me. On it, one word ‘Mary’. Devon had come up with the idea of an office secret Santa. Yay. I suppose I’m being a humbug. I don’t mind Christmas, honest, but secret Santa, really? Are we 12? I don’t know what to get Mary. I spend as little amount of time at work as possible. I don’t know her. How am I to know what to get her? Chocolate? - Maybe she’s on a diet. Socks? - No that’s weird. Books? – Does she read? I stopped, inspiration struck – a gift card.

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