So here we are, back at work while Albert transforms our office into a spy-free environment. This of course, will be accomplished with the excessive use of aluminum foil, cling-film, and Cheez whiz…not sure where the Cheez whiz comes in, but evidently, we need it.
Anyway, Kendrick and Aimee [our new receptionist] were able to convince Thomas that the “Brexit” didn’t mean Britons were actually leaving the UK, and so, there are not indigenous tribes there waiting to be rescued by us, or any other people. The two young ones were also able to get Thomas to change out of the ill-fitting loin cloth he wore in to work as a means to getting used to the manner of dress of the tribes he was planning on over-taking.
It should be noted: Last night, Thomas read an online article about how modern vehicles have GPS, and thus, the federal, state, and local governments can now know exactly where we are while driving. This of course, didn’t sit well with Thomas, so he opted to walk into work this morning wearing nothing but the loin cloth.
Thomas has never been one to actually try on clothing before buying it, so needless to say, he didn’t try on the loin cloth before purchasing it from Steve, the guy he met at his apartment complex dumpsters one evening while Thomas was taking out his trash. This would explain why certain parts of Thomas were unable to be shall we say, supported by the loin cloth?
Remember, Thomas walked into work today to avoid detection from any government agency, so when the local police arrived in our office, it took some doing by the Kendrick and Aimee to convince Thomas that there was no GPS device in the loin cloth, and that just maybe the police were alerted by 911 phone calls from all the other pedestrians, and some drivers Thomas past whilst walking to work.
Thomas was issued a ticket by the officers, and Kendrick offered to drive Thomas home to change clothes. Me? Well, I took the time during Thomas’ absence to job search online…
Until next time,