This is in homage to a colleague who had a Banana, and he thought this Banana also thought of him as his Banana, which is to say: there were each others Bananas.  They bumped into each other in the corridors, they found themselves washing up together in the canteen, they saw each other everywhere.  One day our colleague thought, ‘enough of this silly dance, I’m going to send him an instant message.’  He got the following reply:

“I don’t mean to be rude, but who are you?”

And before our friend even got a chance to reply, he closed the chat window on him!  I empathised saying, ‘maybe he just didn’t recognise you?’ To which my colleague replied: “But we just weed right next to each other in the mens!”

On to bigger and better Bananas we say.

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