Monday Humor

Here's one for a good laugh...

Rainy, dreary Monday. I think it's time for a good chuckle.

Here goes.

There's a male employee where I work. (He's the only male in our department.) I hired him two years ago when he was a fresh-faced college graduate looking for a job in social services. He's a sweet kid, has a lovely wife, and they're expecting their first baby in July. Now for the humorous part--he's like an evil little brother.

Back in February, I had to go to the gynecologist for a check up. As I was sitting there, reading a magazine with articles from from the first Bush administration, I happened to glance up to check the time, and who's standing there? Yes, our male employee with his pregnant wife. He asked, all innocently, and totally deadpan, "So, what are you here for?" I was so mortified, I couldn't even speak. His wife was cracking up and made some jokes about how awkward it must be for a staff member to know his boss (former boss now, because I transfered to another job within the same department--not because of this incident, though!) is going to be ten feet away with her pants down. Ugh.

Now, as if that wasn't bad enough, I have another one. This past Friday, after being home all day with a horrible throat infection and wicked bronchial cough, I decided to run out to the store in the evening. Time to get out of the house. I was a little stir-crazy. I was wandering around Target and was sifting through some cute summer pajamas when the clearance rack caught my eye. There was some crazy stuff on the rack (did you know that thongs come in size XXL?), but a cute baby blue/teal polka-dot bra caught my eye. And it was my size! I was holding it up deciding whether or not to get it, when suddenly, a male voice from behind me pipes up with, "Don't get that. It won't fit." I jumped almost ten feet in the air. Yes, it was Mr. Male Employee and his Hysterically Laughing Wife. There I was, makeup free and red-nosed from being sick, clutching a blue and teal polka-dot bra. Yeah. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Fortunately, laughing won. But I was still embarrassed.

So, now it's Monday, and he thinks it's so funny to keep asking me if I did any shopping over the weekend. More importantly, did I buy anything? Of course, he asks in front of other people and laughs the whole time.

For the record, the polka-dots are still in the store.

Happy Monday!