Drive
Norman looked down at his garish outfit with chagrin. When his boss had invited him out for the day, this wasn't what he'd been expecting.
"What's the matter, Jayden?" his boss asked with a chuckle. "Don't like your golf pants?"
Norman forced a smile. "Orange plaid isn't really my thing, sir."
"Sorry, that's all I had to loan you. I thought you'd show up properly dressed for our outing."
Norman nodded. "Of course, but, sir, I have to admit that when you invited me to spend the day on the range with you, I thought you meant shooting, not driving."
"What's the matter, Jayden?" his boss asked with a chuckle. "Don't like your golf pants?"
Norman forced a smile. "Orange plaid isn't really my thing, sir."
"Sorry, that's all I had to loan you. I thought you'd show up properly dressed for our outing."
Norman nodded. "Of course, but, sir, I have to admit that when you invited me to spend the day on the range with you, I thought you meant shooting, not driving."