“But what I’m saying is, it’s more than a picnic. It’s an important company event, the one chance I get every year to meet people outside my department, and frankly you kind of let me down there at the end. And it’s not like I want you to be Mister Super Serious when we’re out together. You’re an outgoing dog, I get it. People like you. And up to a point it was working for me, especially with those ladies from Payable. But then you had to walk up to the VP of Finance and bury your nose between his legs, and — I’m just saying, you need to pick your moments better.”
But I hear they totally crushed it in the three-legged race, Sharon H.
What a derp face! 😀
No regrets.
Well duh, it was BBQ sauce – that trumps anything including common sense. But that’s not just a derpy face, it’s a whole derpy dog!!! And you can tell by his face, the owner has been there and done that with this dog before.
Um, why does it smell like bbq sauce between the VP’s legs? :S
That was my thought too but I’m guessing this is more of an HR issue.
lol! 😀
People must love you in your office!
He was holding his plate on his lap.
Ahem, so he said…
Deeeeerp!