And, she said, eyes gleaming maniacally, I'm going to kill them. Each and every one of them. Slowly and painfully, and with much glee.
I was expecting the gavel plaque; that's traditional. I wasn't expecting a framed, formal resolution, signed by close to half the chapter, honoring me.
But, note: I feel stunned, and deeply moved, and honored. I do not feel upset, angry, defensive, futile, hopeless, or depressed. Better living through modern chemistry, oh HELL yeah. :-)