The Art of Deception

So my stay in Denver is almost over.  I have seen people on the side of the street playing guitar, harp, bass, djembe, flute, and probably a few other instruments I can not recall at this moment.  That is not important though.  I arrived in Denver knowing I was going to get treated well, but by no means did I know what I was getting in to.  Before I go about listing off the ridiculous amount of things supplied by Samson, my company for the summer, I would like to remind you that if I were filling out a survey I would check the box "high school degree and some college." So this is the list of a few things I have received during my first week in Denver:

• 5 nights in the Sheraton in downtown Denver which is a literal hop, skip, and jump away from the office
• Meals for the week which include but are not limited to The Cheesecake Factory and world famous Denver Chop House and Brewery
• A moving stipend which is approximately 25 times the cost of gas to travel to Rawlins, WY from Norman
• A window office on the 30th floor of what might possible be the largest building I have ever been inside of.  Did I mention the view of the snowcapped Rockies out of that window?

I really hope they don't find out who I am.  This is kind of fun.