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Sep 27, 2004 13:17

I really like wedding mints, but I don't so much care for weddings.

I've mentioned my line of work before, and the fact that I'm one of only three men in the office. One of the other guys who works with me, Vance, is a nortorious practical joker. I call him a "practical joker" in only the loosest of terms, because his sense of humor is pretty weak. His idea of a funny joke is to come in early and turn your computer monitor around, or use double sided tape to tape down your phone receiver. He thinks it's hillarious, and the rest of us just roll our eyes wish he'd get better material.

Anyways, I came into work one day last week to find some old, nasty, grandma-looking panty hose on my desk. They looked to be about a XXL. They were nearly half an inch thick, with a serious "control top" waste band. Of course I assumed that this was Vance's idea of another hillarious prank. I went to the kitchenette, got a pair of tongs, and proceeded to parade the granny panty hose around the office, showing everyone what lame-ass Vance was when it comes to jokes. Anyways, Vance came into work about 30 minutes later, stuck his head in my office and informed that his wife had come by to pick him up from work last night, they were going to a ballgame, and that she changed clothes in my office and may have left her panty hose on my desk. Dude, Vance and his wife are only a few years older than me, and I had no clue she was that big. So I sheepishly gave him the panty hose, then I kind of felt like a dick for parading his fat wife's underwear around in front of everyone, but hey, someone brought donuts that day so it was okay.
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