So we’re throwing a Halloween party at work for all the local kids, and my boss informed me that I would be expected to wear a costume.
I hate wearing costumes.
Ron suggested I just show up in my bee suit, but I’m in charge of the popcorn, and I am pretty sure the health department would shut us down if an inspector walked in and saw me scooping popcorn in my pollen-and-propolis-stained gloves and honey-smeared suit.
This was what I came up with instead:
Janis Joplin. Or, as I like to call it, “Casual Friday.”