Fines.

"Beer Fine!" Jared shouts out, having caught one of the BA's raising an issue with him by mistake.

Then again, I would understand, as there are at least three Jareds in the building - all whose last names sound phonetically identical.

Now the beer fine method was concocted by some bored employee way back eons ago (probably around the same time when Moses brought them tablets down). A time when a lot of people's mobiles disrupted meetings with their incessant ringing. It slowly evolved to almost anything you could pin a colleague for from turning up late for meetings, to calling the beer sheriff an evil witch.

Having had a penalty dry spell for sometime, Jared gleefully struts down the pod where we keep score. He starts writing down Tanja's name, but ends up with fate's cruel twist. Perhaps it's the anticipation of downing that cool cold bottle (or his mom dropping him too many times on the head) that made him spell it out as "Tanya" instead.

And that's a beer fine for you Jared.