Fat Girl's Gotta EatThere was nothing so cruel as the Friday sales meeting. If it had been any other day of the week it would have been just boring, but the 2:00 PM sales meeting with the weekend in sight never failed to drag on interminably. Peter was surprised that more people hadn't thrown themselves off the roof of the building due to the meeting's grinding monotony. It was that much of a waste of time.
As usual, Peter was the first one in the conference room. Everyone else dragged their feet in getting there, but Peter was punctual by habit. At least this way he could get a seat down the table and away from his boss Dave, but not so far away that he'd probably get called on frequently to make sure he was still paying attention.
"Hey Pete, what up?" Gina said as she breezed into the conference room. Gina was one of his fellow sales reps and a bright presence in the office. Though she got her work done, Gina was usually good for some light banter to break up the tedium of the day. She had wavy brown ha