Two of my colleagues, Mike and Ed, who've been working together for many years have an unusual greeting ritual: whoever that day manages to see the other one first gives the loser a finger. You can occasionally see them prowling the halls in the morning looking for each other.
That was, as they say on anecdot.ru, a preamble.
Today we were sitting in the cafeteria having lunch when Mike spotted Ed crossing the courtyard. Since the door to the outside was right next to our table, Mike jumped outside, called out to Ed, "greeted" him and returned to the table quite satisfied with himself. The comedy value of the interlude goes way up if you can picture the reaction of two suits who were walking with Ed and witnessed the whole scene.
That was, as they say on anecdot.ru, a preamble.
Today we were sitting in the cafeteria having lunch when Mike spotted Ed crossing the courtyard. Since the door to the outside was right next to our table, Mike jumped outside, called out to Ed, "greeted" him and returned to the table quite satisfied with himself. The comedy value of the interlude goes way up if you can picture the reaction of two suits who were walking with Ed and witnessed the whole scene.