Don't Blink, Tunafish

A few posts down, I mentioned the whole idea of giving out bottles of wine to the top dozen or so clients at work. On Thursday I was in the Cowboy's office for a meeting and there was a box on his desk that I hadn't put there. When he opened it I saw two bottles of wine. This is what happened next:

Cowboy: Tunafish, get in here!
Tunafish: Hey, what's up?
C: Is this for me (holding up the box)?
Pause
C: Or is this just for me to look at?
T: Well, yeah. You know. So that you have an idea...
C: Ahh, two bottles! Very nice! Do I get to keep this, or do you need them back?
T: Oh. Well yeah it wasn't... it was just so you could... yeah, sure.
C: Is it expensive?
T: Uhhhh... no, not really.
C: How much?
T: About $50.

That's right. Cowboy, who bills out at $450 an hour just forced Tunafish to give him two bottles of wine. Cowboy, I like you, but that was a dick move on your part. Yes it was. Yes, even though you've found out the firm won't reimburse you for the bottles you plan to give the Top Dozen Clients (which is more like 20), and you plan to pay out of your own pocket. Poor Tunafish.