While there we laughed our way through the books when one of us had the brilliant idea to buy the books with titles that amused us and delivery to everyone's desk. Then one of us had the idea to write inscriptions with forged signatures in the front (in retrospect I'm sure this had to have been his idea 😏).
For months our co-workers speculated on where the books came from while amused or befuddled. One of us (and I'm sure this too was probably him) broke down and declared we were the culprit.
I forgot how much thus activity amused me until today when I was at the Thrift Box in San Jose.