I'm sitting here, sweating at my desk in my recession chic costume: a disheveled suit, mismatched shoes and a crushed fedora with a sign that reads "Will broker sub-prime loan for bailout."
For Halloween I decided to be one of those dastardly bankers who helped shape our current economy. I dreamt it up this morning because we were allowed to either wear a costume to work or dress up for an office visitor. Make sense of that one.
I'm ready to go home now and drink some pumpkin ale and spiked spiced cider.
Back Talk
Wherein we go back to the future.
Mike suggests the leaf that I slipped on thought I looked like George McFly: "That was the leaf telling you, 'Why don't you make like a tree, and get outta here?'"
Answer: That explains why I almost Biffed it.
Happy Hour is almost upon us, teammates. Have a finely booed weekend and good luck to any racers out there. (Go Ryan!) Run well and drink well.
4 comments:
I'm not sure what I'm more offended by; the whole 'dastardly banker' thing or the 'Biffed it' comment. Nope, it's definitely the 'Biffed it' comment.
That sign is amazing.
I'm dressed like I care about what I do today. It was a stretch.
Living dangerously, as always.
nice, well played. enjoy the ale.
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