Friday, February 22, 2008

Doubled up wardrobe

My boss and I have in our regular work wardrobes shirts that look effectively identical. A short sleeved maroon number.

Today, as unluck would have it, we were in sync.

Normally it's not a problem since he's in an office and I am in a slave station except today he and I were in the same meeting, sitting across a corner from each other. He's older with glasses in reasonable condition. I'm younger with glasses in an unreasonable condition. I looked like his 'the tuna that John West rejects' clone had turned up from the lab like a subnormal copy due for incineration fromThe Island or something.

Also, unlike the boss, I suffer from dandruff. It was only after the meeting I noticed fairly evident dusting static clinging to my shirt.


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