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here's a fuckin' office space scenario for you comin' straight from the slums of "the new HP":


so every once in a while the company gives us these ugly ass shirts branding the HP logo as some sort of "hey you're part of the team" propaganda. the last one i got was this ash-grey polo shirt sporting a black embroidered logo of the company. it goes nice with a pair of tan Dockers, i'm sure. it's filed away along with my royal blue, long sleeve button-up with a white version of that same logo and the tie-dyed one they gave us for the company picnic last summer.


so yesterday a co-worker came to me and was like "hey leon, do you know who put this shirt on my desk?", holding this white-polo shirt with a red-collar and some embroidered logo of the company and the product i work on. i was like "heh...maybe matt got that from somewhere and gave it to you as a joke or something", and dude was like "oh..yeah, i'll file this away with my tie-dye shirt from the company picnic last year...or you can have it". "no thanks...haha" i said. next thing i know i see our secretary passing these shirts out to everyone in the office. everyone except me! suddenly i had this change of heart "administrative assistant, where is my shirt?" "oh, you don't get one. we were only allowed to get 150 shirts, so names were picked at random, and yours wasn't one of them...sorry." doh! i was mad at first, but then i had to laugh at myself for falling into this trap. i felt like the dude in office space who didn't get a piece of that gross-ass lard frosting birthday cake that makes you sick after two bites that they always seem to have at office functions.