My boss also insisted on wearing orange -- which is okay by me, only he really needed to find an orange shirt that actually fit. It was, shall we say, a navel orange...
Unfortunately, Sam, I didn't see it until he got home that night.
(He's truculently Scotch-Irish and Protestant...this is why on the rare occasions we take an overseas vacation at least 75% of the time has to be spent north of the Tweed).
Wonder why he changed his shirt!!!!!
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My boss also insisted on wearing orange -- which is okay by me, only he really needed to find an orange shirt that actually fit. It was, shall we say, a navel orange...
ReplyDeleteThank you for that disgusting mental image...are you saying that he was in need of a navel blockade?
ReplyDeleteFor shame you let him even keep an ornage shirt! Tis Irish Green all day! Orange is only for Reserve Cat - howis he doing?
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately, Sam, I didn't see it until he got home that night.
ReplyDelete(He's truculently Scotch-Irish and Protestant...this is why on the rare occasions we take an overseas vacation at least 75% of the time has to be spent north of the Tweed).
Oh and Reserve Cat seems to be recovered but he goes back to the vet on Monday. Just to check.
ReplyDeleteMy mom always made a point of dressing me in orange , too. :)
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