About 11 AM (for all you pitiful office workers) you start feeling tired, itchy, and wishing you had a different job. (Yes, Pinky knows all.) That's the time to think of Pinky and perk up. If you were rich (but then you wouldn't be at this miserable job, would you?), you could hire Pinky to come give you a lift. But even you minimum wage grunts can dream of Pinky, or better yet, eat something pink. It will tide you over until lunchtime and make that boss wonder why you have such a cocky attitude. (By the way, no charge for this invaluable advice!)
