Friday Susan.

Y'know how Susan spends Monday through Thursday grumbling about everything from the weak coffee to the slight noise of the printer? She even scowls at the framed picture on the receptionist's desk, and it's a photo of her beloved dead cat. And then comes Friday and BAM. Friday Susan shows up giggling, bragging about her outfit, her son Jerry at college, and her weekend plans, shitty coffee be damned. Oh crap. She just asked me to get a drink and you know what? I'm down. I love a Friday Susan. 

Lunchtime Cocktails Scented