About six months ago, my company moved to a new building—only across the street from our old place, but what a difference.  41 shiny floors up with a view from the ocean to Ontario (that’s California, not Canada) and from the Hollywood Hills down to Long Beach, a basement concourse with a Starbucks and two convenience stores and a bunch of food places, and a bar downstairs.  On a good day, we can see all the way to Catalina, and we’re also in a good spot to watch the planes on approach to LAX.

The best part about the new building is the scenery.  And no, I’m not talking about the external view.  The women who work in my building are gorgeous.  I have no idea where they imported all these great-looking women from!  Either way, suffice it to say that a co-worker and I have been so impressed with the quality of life in our building that we have established the Good Building Initiative™.  Basically, what this entails is us seeing gorgeous women and remarking to the other, “The Good Building Initiative™ is working well,” or “The building is Good today,” or (a personal favorite) “My name is George W. Bush, and I approve of this building.”

Things reached an all-time scenic and comedic high today when we went downstairs for our usual morning coffee run to the deli.  (Have I mentioned the $1 Coffee Bean cup of coffee at our deli?) On our way through the lobby, we passed this absolutely drop-dead beautiful woman—probably one of the best-looking women I’ve ever seen in Los Angeles.  My co-worker was so stunned by her beauty, all he could utter was, “Uhhhh… winning...” Five minutes later, I was still laughing.

Did I mention that said co-worker and I have also instituted Sexual Harassment Thursdays™ at the office?  Sometimes, it tends to accidentally spill over into other days of the week.