It's a Friday and the weather isn't 'on fire' hot for once. The office is quiet, for now. I'm the second one here at 8am. Danggit. The Team 4 CPS beat me here. That's ok. We get started setting up the tables and wrapping them with plastic wrap. We set chairs up to hold the boxes of potato chips, granola bars, bags, and napkins. Then, another arrival, the ATL from Team 2, then another, a staff psychiatrist. Together, we start an assembly line of sandwiches. Lots of sandwiches. Ham, roast beef, and turkey on white and wheat, with and without cheese.