A very “casual” conversation I had with a co-worker this morning. (true story)
Me: “I see you decided last night what you were going to wear for casual Friday.”
CW: “What? I don’t understand what you mean by that.”
Me: “Well, from your attire this morning I can see that you decided last night what you planned on wearing today.”
CW: “??? You’re still not making sense. Are you implying that what I’m wearing looks bad? has wrinkles? what do you mean?”
Me: “it doesn’t look ‘bad’, but I would suggest that the next time you decide to wear something flannel you might want to choose something that doesn’t have teddy bears and shooting stars on it.”
CW: “Are you saying that I’m wearing my pajamas?!”
Me: “I’m not implying anything of the sort. Just making a suggestion. And by the way…are you planning on using that pillow?”
Me: “Okay then!”
And for the record…
Yes. I was implying they were wearing their pajamas.
Coworkers who wear pajamas to work on casual Friday are pathetic.