My coworkers Ennio, Helder, and I got together to play a joke on my colleague Robin today.
On holidays and when the boss isn't around, Robin takes off her uniform tie. In her defense, it's not a very attractive thing; it's a floppy little clip-on thing that falls off at the slightest provocation and won't stay in place without the help of a strategically-placed safety pin. In her place, I'd skip wearing it, too. However, since Robin is such a stickler for uniform rules, we thought it would be funny if we all doffed our ties -- in solidarity, of course.
Such an occasion demands a photograph, and the best of the ones we took sans cravates was our blowing kisses at the camera.
(Note the pretty new cufflinks on my sleeve, my Valentine's Day gift from my boyfriend.)
On holidays and when the boss isn't around, Robin takes off her uniform tie. In her defense, it's not a very attractive thing; it's a floppy little clip-on thing that falls off at the slightest provocation and won't stay in place without the help of a strategically-placed safety pin. In her place, I'd skip wearing it, too. However, since Robin is such a stickler for uniform rules, we thought it would be funny if we all doffed our ties -- in solidarity, of course.
Such an occasion demands a photograph, and the best of the ones we took sans cravates was our blowing kisses at the camera.
(Note the pretty new cufflinks on my sleeve, my Valentine's Day gift from my boyfriend.)
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