Originally Posted by
AdrianFly
Ah yes my chaps.. the ribbing.. the teasing. Videe well me brother.. videe well.
However, these days I crawl up through the garbage chute. Once inside I shimmy along on my belly like a secret operative until I make it to the janitors room. It's in there where I change into my 3 piece executive suit and walk confidently with head held high to my office suite.
The end of the work day is basically a reversal. I walk confidently, with the utmost importance down the hall.. head held high. However, instead of going down the elevator to my BMW, Jaguar, Porsche, etc. like the rest of the Execs I check my watch doing a, "Pardon me.. I'll take the next one down.. I left my Rolex back in the office."
Elevator doors close and I run full sprint back down the hall, dive down to my belly and shimmy my way into the janitors room where I change back into cycling attire then it's headfirst down the garbage chute ending with a large "WHAM!" when my head hits the bottom of the dumpster outside.
pfft...I don't hide it from the other execs....I make fun of THEM for being a bunch o wussies.
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