On the plus side, she got to keep her Thermos. On the minus side, pretty much everything Peggy has fought for over the past couple of years has turned into spilled Cool Whip. Like her nemesis Joan, Peggy came up with a scheme to claw her way to autonomy, only to see all her planning and hard work undone overnight by one of Don's momentary whims. She was the only one who seemed to realize what a disastrous idea this boozy merger was. How sad to see her slump back into the halls of Sterling Cooper, once more clutching her Thermos, utterly crushed and defeated, a shadow of the unsinkable Peggy Olson who marched out of there last year to the Kinks' "You Really Got Me."
And then she harpooned her boyfriend with. . . what? A broomstick with a steak knife tied to it? She keeps one of those around the apartment? Well, at least she marked her man. Poor Peggy – she's spent her career trying to live by the Don Draper code, as he gave it to her in the hospital years ago: "It will shock you how much it never happened." But Peggy just looks shocked at how nothing is happening at all. Despair: Just taste it!