Well, the results of the DQGC were so hard to tally I forgot to mark up an IotW for the last two weeks.  I suppose I should be an honorary IotW.

   Unfortunately, everyone has been acting pretty good.  Yes, most of you are still idiots, but none of you are broadcasting that as loudly as before.  Oh well, you'll all get dumb again as Christmas time rolls around.

   Thankfully, despite all of my troubles identifying glorious idiocy, one man stepped forward and asked for the honor of being bestowed the covoted Idiot of the Week award.  I was stunned as to why anyone would actually want this.  After all, only Colleen was foolish enough not only to request to be IotW but to receive compensation, a reward, for her distinction.  She was especially proud to have more IotW moments than anyone else.  I guess once you realize what your strengths are, you go for the gold.

   Anyway, our good friend Patrick from work nets the gold for these two weeks.  On two seperate occasions he spilled tons of candy onto the floor.  Knocking over cherry misty, which leaves a nasty stain, solidified his claim to the award in his mind as well as mine.  I should thank him for being so honest and coming forward.

   Yes, he dropped a lot of stuff multiple times, but that doesn't even come close to the grease story... but no matter.  This is Patrick's time to shine, not mine.
 

   Congratulations, Pat, for a job well done.  This IotW's for you.  You deserve it.  Now repent.