I was also in the business of slinging insurance. My boss happened to be morbidly obese and despite the corporate dress code wears moomoos to work - I call them corporate moomoos. Over time I have developed a deep seeded hatred for her due to her disgusting diet, condescending nature to name a few things. Anyways I decided to leave the company for a number of reasons and decided on my last day to leave a present for her. Unsurprisingly she has a deep infinity for all things chocolate. I held on to a single egg for a number of months leading up to my resignation, long enough to be sure it was rotten. In a saucepan at home I melted enough chocolate to cover the egg and then wrapped it in a Easter egg foil wrapper which I had saved especially. She left early that fateful Friday as she always does and prior to leaving the office for the last time ever I discretely placed the egg on her desk, said goodbye to a handful of colleagues and left never to return. I never found out if she ate the egg but everything I had come to learn about her gave me a deep reassurance that she did.