Oh? Did you try and hide the work bear from me?
Guess what?
I fucking found him
And stole him
unrelated – I’ve also taken to wearing a mustache at work these days
Just like Brandy and Monica sang before me, “the bear is mine.”
Tag Archives: bears
What I wore to work – the laid off edition
Do you know who always looks great?
Yup. That guy.
Do you know what I also have an affinity for?
Bears (and Bear Ambulances)
What happens when it is the end times at work? The “last days of Rome” days at work? I’ll end up at my office dressed like Where’s Waldo, pulling up that iconic sweater, in front of a statue of bear…that happens to be parked in front of my boss’s office.
Go ahead…fire me. I bear ya!
You life is not so great 