As the newbie in the legal department, I was given the impossible task of caring for the legal department orchid, which was, as Miracle Max would say, mostly dead. They told me it was useless, that it was a joke, that it was just a dried up old twig. They laughed, they lectured, and yet I persevered. After nearly six months of once weekly waterings and basking in the light of the window at the back of my cubicle, a flower stalk shot up at the beginning of April. I crossed my fingers. They raised their eyebrows. Now I shall lay the proof before them and they shall all be speechless (which seems much more impressive when you realize that the majority of them are attorneys).