The concierge who's always busting my balls was at the front desk in the lobby today. I dread interacting with this man because of his constant poking and prodding and provoking (a lot like my conflict-prone ex-boss, actually), but I walked up to him and asked whether he and his fellow concierge/security people had enjoyed the cake. He responded with an enthusiastic laugh and said that everyone had enjoyed the cake very much (literally, "Everyone ate it well"). So, for today at least, I've got that going for me. Which is nice.
I did also sweep by the basement grocery to see what the staff there had to say about the cake, but no one I recognized from Christmas duty was there today (the cake made them all sick?), so no one reacted to me with delighted smiles or any other acknowledgment of my existence. About what I expected once I realized what the staffing situation was. Ah, well. You can't win 'em all. I'll check back with the grocery store later.
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