As Project Defiance forges on into my last weeks of employment, I have focused attention on defiling one of the most beloved institutions, Casual Friday. Like Halloween brings out the ho, Casual Friday brings out the hungover bum.
For this assault I chose an inappropriate and ironic t-shirt that I'm perfectly allowed to wear because you know I'm 1/4 Cherokee which I guess makes the shirt no longer ironic(?). But I do have reservations. I have reservations about all of this bullshit. But I don't have dinner reservations for 3 and a highchair tonight so I really need to get on that...