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() So, here's the story. At work, our team got a new boss. As part of a "bonding excersize," she made us get to work at 6am and get on busses for a three-hour drive to Ocean City, MD. Our asses were indeed, bonded to the seats.
So, we got there at 9:00 in the morning, and nothing was open. We wandered around, and just as things started to wake up, our boss rounded us up for a mandatory Olde Time Photo.
Well, it took about two hours. Nobody wanted to do it, and we were all pretty grumbly. When we were supposed to pick out our costumes, a friend of mine came up to me and said, "Hey, let's dress in drag!!" Well, I wasn't too please with the whole situation so I said defiantly, "Sure, let's do it."
I went behind the little dressing area and put on a frilly dress, only it was really just a half-dress, like they use for cadavers. From the rear, the only thing I was wearing was boxer shorts. Anyway, I thought I looked cute with my pearl necklace and derringer, so I pranced out of the booth and said "Ta da!!"
Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared. It was a new team, and I didn't know everyone, but at that moment, EVERYONE knew me.
My friend went in the booth, picked out his clothes and slowly came out of the booth. No one noticed. No one noticed because he was dressed as a Mexican bandito, which fit his frame perfectly.
"Sorry dude, I changed my mind," he said.
Well, I decided that it's better to be an ass than a half-ass, so I played the part and went through with it. I figured no one was going to buy the stupid pictures anyway, so what the hell.
To my horror, my boss in her generosity purchased not one, but TWO copies of the photo and gave them to everyone. My girly picture was plastered on every cubicle at work for weeks.
So, putting it on the Internet is no big deal, especially if I get a chip for it. :) Thanks Jill. I'll be sending you e-mail.
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