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Boosting Morale
By Tennis Guy
Everyone's office always tries to do something to boost
morale. These days with dwindling 401K's and layoffs, the
attempt to boost morale becomes harder and harder. This
Halloween, my office decided one way to boost morale was
that it was going to have everyone come on Halloween
dressed in costumes, and there was going to be a contest
for the best costume, and if everyone came dressed in
costume, the office was going to be closed on Friday! Talk
about incentive! Talk about boosting morale! The prospect
of closing the office on Friday boosted the morale all week
of everyone as everyone talked about what costume they were
going to wear. It was getting exciting as it sounded like
some of the ladies were going to be HOT! Jackie was going
to be a nurse - YUMMY! Alisha was going to be a sexy
Vampiress - TASTY! Our department manager, Miriam, really
pissed me off with what she said her costume was going to
be.
"I'm going to be a typical man," Miriam said, which brought
much laughter from the other ladies. "I'm going to be a
lazy ass man - I'm going to stuff my shirt with a pillow
for my beer gut. I'm going to put some mascara on my cheeks
for my 5 O'clock shadow of a beard. I'm going to wear a
wrinkled dress shirt, with an ugly tie, and a pair of pants
either too small or too big."
All of this just had the girls almost doubled over
laughing.
"I don't see what's so damn funny - I don't see anyone that
matches a description like that," I protested.
"Have you looked in the mirror today, Paul? Come on, did
you even try to shave this morning? Have you heard of dry
cleaners? You know they can iron your clothes for you?"
Miriam was picking on me. "Could you lose some of that
gut?" The other ladies had tears rolling down their cheeks
as they laughed.
"Maybe I should come as a typical bitch - wear a too tight
dress clinging to pillow under it to accentuate the butt!
Put on WAY too much make-up, and then walk around all day
not doing anything," I said.
"I would pay to see that!" Pam said, bringing another roar
from the ladies.
I was so pissed! I just walked away and went about my
business. I had planned on coming as a construction worker,
but now I had a new idea! No, you've got to be kidding
yourself if you thought I was going to go dressed as a
'typical woman'! If you're reading this story, you probably
think I was going to go as an 'incredible woman', but that
wasn't my plan at all. If Miriam considered a typical man
to be sloppily dressed man, then I would come as an
atypical man - I would come dressed in my finest suit. I
would be dressed "to the nines", and that would be my
costume. And it was cheap! I didn't have to spend a dime!
This was great - I wouldn't even have to look ridiculous! I
got up a little early to make sure I had time to even
polish my shoes and iron my shirt. I looked great. I heard
the horn honk, and I knew my carpool was here.
I participate in a carpool with a 3 other people in my
neighborhood - 2 that work in my office building, and one
that works in a building just around the corner. I ran out,
and they just looked at me in amazement because they had
never seen me so dressed up. I got in and apparently their
offices were having them dress up also. Steve was a Police
Man; Kim was a witch (very fitting!); and Lisa, the driver
today, was a jungle girl. "How come you're not in costume,
Paul?" Kim asked.
"I am in costume! I'm a dressed up man! That's my costume!"
"Well, I think your costume sucks," Kim said. "I'm pretty
sure you will not be winning any contests."
Steve chimed in, "Are you sure that's such a good idea to
go dressed like that Scott? Didn't you say that you would
get the day off tomorrow if everyone showed up in costume?"
"Yeah, that's right - I should be off tomorrow as long as
everyone dresses up."
Steve continued, "Are you sure that your costume is going
to count?"
"It should! My manager Miriam said she was going to dress
up as a typical male, and she was going to come dressed
really sloppy. If that counts as a typical man, then I was
going as an extraordinary man!"
"Whatever," Lisa said. "I just hope your co-workers don't
get pissed off at you if you make them work tomorrow."
Lisa dropped us off at our building, and it was fun seeing
all the costumes. People would ask me who I was supposed to
be, and I'd tell them, and no one seemed to think it was a
good costume. I got up to my office, and as soon as I
walked in I was almost ambushed by my co-workers.
"What the hell do you mean to come to work not in costume?"
"I can't believe you, you asshole! Where's your costume?"
"You are such a jerk! I already have plans for tomorrow!"
Before I could even explain, I heard Miriam say, "I need to
see you in my office Paul." As I walked away, I could still
hear my angry co-workers. I went into Miriam's office,
"Close the door behind you," she ordered. "Have a seat."
"What's the meaning of this?" she asked. Miriam was not
dressed in the costume she had described. Instead, she came
dressed as a Catholic schoolgirl, and she actually looked
HOT! "Where is your costume?"
"This is my costume! You said you were dressing as a
typical man, so I decided to dress as an extraordinary
man."
"That's not a costume," she said.
"Well, I think it is!" I protested.
"Well, I say it's not, and unless you come up with a
costume real quick, everyone is going to have to work
tomorrow, and that is going to KILL morale around here."
"What do you want me to do? I can't go anywhere? I didn't
drive today?"
She looked at me for a moment, and you could see that she
was thinking. She walked over to her desk, picked up the
phone, and made a phone call.
"Marla, this is Miriam. What time do you open today? Great
- I have an unusual situation here, and I need some help. I
have a man here that needs some things to come up with a
costume. Can you help him out? Thanks so much!"
"Paul, you are in luck. A friend of mine owns a boutique
less than a quarter of a mile away from here. You can go
down to her shop and she will fix you up with something for
a costume. If you don't do it, then I can assure you that
you will not get a raise this year, nor the promotion that
you are hoping for."
"But I don't have any money! I can't buy a costume?"
"Well, I'll let you use one of the company's credit cards.
Whatever it costs is surely to be cheaper that the cost of
you killing the morale of everyone around here. Now, go
down to Marla's - it's just a few blocks down Main St."
"What's it called? Marla's? That's a funny name for a
costume shop."
"It's not a costume shop, but I think you can find
something there that would work. Besides, everywhere else
doesn't open until a couple of hours, and the big bosses
will be down here in an hour to judge the costumes and
determine if we all get the day off tomorrow, so you better
hurry!"
I left her office, and was still getting hateful comments
from my co-workers. I left the building in a hurry, and
started heading down Main St., company credit card in hand.
After going a couple of blocks, I could see the sign for
"Marla's" up ahead. As I got closer, I felt my stomach
drop! "Marla's" was a women's boutique! The eternal
optimist within me thought, "Well, maybe she also has some
costumes."
I walked in - "You must be Paul," I heard as Marla greeted
me. "Let's see what we can find for you. Now, go into the
changing room and take that stuff off so we can try on a
few things."
I didn't know what else to do, so I did what I was told.
"Do you have really hairy legs, Paul?"
"Well, sorta, I guess."
"Okay - we'll need some really dark tights then - here put
these on," and she handed me a pair of black women's
tights! I had no other choice than to do what she said, so
I took them out of the package, and started to try to put
them on. "Oops, Paul, I forgot to ask - are you wearing
boxers or briefs?"
"Boxers - why?"
"I'm sorry - boxers will never do with those tights - they
will bunch up way too much - hang on a second." She came
back and threw over the door a pair of panties. "You'll
need to wear those under the tights."
I could not believe what was going on, but I figured if I
wanted the raise and promotion, I had better go along with
it. I took the tights back off and put on the panties, and
then put the tights back on. She brought me a couple of
skirts and blouses to try on, and she finally settled on a
red skirt, and a black blouse.
"I'm sorry Paul - I don't know where my mind is this
morning. I forgot to get you a bra!" She went and got one,
and I went back into the dressing room and put it on. She
gave me some tissue paper to stuff it with, and finally I
put the blouse back on and came back out. "Perfect! Now we
need to find you some shoes!"
The only thing she could find that would fit me was a pair
of black boots with high heels. I was sure glad I didn't
have to pay for all of this, because those boots were
expensive. Not only were they expensive, but they were
incredibly difficult to walk in.
"You'll get used to them," Marla told me. To complete the
look, she found some cheap clip on earrings, and some other
cheap jewelry for me. She then dolled my face up with make-
up, and finished me off with a touch of perfume. "I know
it's not the costume you had hoped for, but you look great
Paul!"
I paid for the merchandise with the company credit card,
and began my LONG walk back to the office. I felt like
every eye of every person I passed looked at me. I was sooo
embarrassed. I got back to the office as quickly as my feet
could walk in those heels. I looked in the mirror, and I
was hoping that I almost would pass for a woman, and that
maybe people would not recognize me. I was wrong.
As soon as I walked in the office, I heard one of my
coworkers call out, "Now that's the spirit, Paula!"
"Way to go Paula!"
I endured the calls, and I even endured one chick dressed
as a fireman coming up and grabbing my butt! I went to
Miriam's office, and I received her approval.
"Next time Scott, you better not assume that you're in
control. Because when you assume, you make an ASS out of U,
not ME."
Well, I won the contest. And I'm here at home writing this
today because the office is closed. These panties actually
feel kinda good. Maybe I'll...
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