This week when I went back to the office after being away for two weeks, I went to the door to go in and this is what I saw.
Then I went upstairs and I saw this:
Awww, that was so nice.
But then every time I took a sign down, another one would pop up… in my office, in the hallway, on the door, on the women’s bathroom door. And the next day when I rode my bike to work, I saw this:
In case you can’t see the letters written on top, it says, “Reserved.”
Besides being stalked by my own signs and the fact that I really didn’t like seeing my picture plastered all over the building, I did find it quite amusing that the person who made these signs really did make them in my honor — because the font used was Comic Sans. (Everyone at the office knows I hate Comic Sans.)
Ah yes, I have very funny friends.