So I got to work yesterday (Wednesday) and John says from his office, "Happy Anniversary!" I could tell from the look on his face, he was pretty pleased with himself for remembering.  I said, "Thanks. You know it was Monday?"  He was devastated and puzzled. He had put it in his iCal and guess who told him June 4th? Gotta love my Kevin. Now, how he managed to tell John the wrong date and still remember we hit #24 on  Monday is beyond even the likes of me. Just thought it was funny seeing the air leave John's puffed chest.

Points for trying.