We were all called to the conference room today for an “office discussion.” Untitled and spontaneous meetings normally produce a jolt in nervousness, mass amounts of nail biting, and can send imaginations flying. Instead, Matt announced that he wanted to have an ice cream party. He scurried to a stash hidden amongst Fatboy boxes and produced a cooler full of brownies, three different toppings, whipped cream, granola and of courseâ€¦ice cream. We all looked at each other with wild eyes like â€œWhatâ€™s the catch?â€ No catchâ€¦just a totally unexpected ice cream social. Shizam!We ate with absolute glee.