Wednesday, July 9, 2014

Bosses From The Eighth Circle Of Hell: The Wardrobe

Throughout my career I've prided myself on working hard, performing what's asked of me to the best of my ability and being an all-around good employee. I've also done my best to get along with my various bosses. 

Alas, sometimes that's just not possible. Sometimes you end up with a Boss From The Eighth Circle Of Hell.

Back in the 1990s I worked at a marketing agency for a rather colorful Boss.

This particular boss prided himself on his sense of fashion and style, but the cold hard truth was that everything in his wardrobe looked like it came from the Herb Tarlek Collection.

One day he came in wearing a bright pink sport coat. Why it's even possible for a human male to buy a pink sport coat, I have no idea. A week later he walked through the office wearing bright pink polyester slacks. Another week went by and he came in wearing a bright pink dress shirt.

It occurred to me that it was only a matter of time before he wore all three of those items at the same time. A spectacular sensory overload in glorious pink. 

It never happened while I worked there, but I like to think at some point it did.

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