Steve'e breakfast
You will recall that when Steve Jobs came into the NY office, the heart of our receptionist, Gina, turned to Jello. She knew his birthday was coming up, so she wanted to something special for the Man Who Has Everything. Since he had just flown back Cupertino, I said, why don't you send him a real New York breakfast? She loved the idea.
So we went out and got a gift basket with a checkerboard cloth, a New York Times, a bagel, cream cheese and various jams and marmalades. I arranged to send it by same-day courier. (They had those in those days.)
We waited by the phone. Nothing. I finally called the courier to get a signature. It had been signed for ... by another woman.
Gina was crestfallen.