Patti enters the EOW

Patti sat there nervously. Her eyes darted around to make sense of the drabbly decorated room bathed in the soft glow of electronic illumenescence. The persistant hum of machines in unison fight to drown out the caucophony of modem's connecting. Patti sees a figure emerging from the shadows into the aura of pale light. "Are you ready?" "For what?" Patti inquires unsure of what is to be asked of her. "Before you lies a split in your path. Granting you the illusion of free will I ask of you to make a decision. Either stay here and continue living the way you have always known...or" the figure clearly pauses, wiping his brow with the sleeve of their dark jacket..."you can accept the EOW". Patti's eyes dart to the floor, her mind floods with thoughts as she is unsure if she could handle the immense adoration and recognition of her coworkers. The figure reaches out both hands one containing a blue pill and the other a 5-hour energy bottle containing the red EOW. "It is time for you to choose". Patti slowly reaches out and removes the bottle from their hand, opens it and takes the EOW. Immediately the intense rush of peer recognition takes her. As the figure slowly backs into the shadows they whisper "Congratulations Patti and welcome to the EOW"

Journal entries date Jordan's EOW capture

August 2, 2009
Dear Diary,
Exercising great patience I traversed thousands of miles in search of the lost EOW. From the singing highways of Nebraska to the fire fly lit horizons of Michigan I have searched at regular intervals that happen to coincide with a need of petrol for my mighty steed. I have not found it as of yet, but hope tomorrow is more fruitful.
August 3, 2009
Dear Diary,
I can’t believe it! I found it. The EOW was in the "Everything EOW" store in Bloomington's Mall of America. After a long grueling climb to the 4 floor I looked beyond the 450th Caribou Coffee and just next to “Everything raccoons” was the most wonderful store ever. Walking in you could just feel the beaming pride of those you work with envelope around you like a giant bear hug. After I ran out of the store with it I was able to divide it up and cram it into empty 5-hour energy bottles that littered the floor of my mighty transport vehicle. I will send word to thank Dave Pierson for commissioning me to retrieve the EOW.
August 10, 2009
Dear Diary,
The return trip has proven a formidable task. I was hoping to have handed off the EOW in this mornings great ceremony. Alas I failed. I liken the EOW to “Hot Potato” of peer recognition. Unfortunately I held onto it too long and burned myself with another weeks worth of admiration. I will just have to be more diligent next week.