Swine-dled

KJ has been known, from time to time, to be a bit of a, shall we say...germaphobe. (One time I accidentally drank out of his straw at Wendy's, thinking it was my drink, and the look he gave me made my life flash before my eyes.)

So, with this in mind, and with all the talk these days being about "Swine Flu," I considered it my duty to forward him this picture.

With the pandemic already in his subconscious, when Brian (BTI, of milk-gallon challenge fame) later started complaining that he was feeling a bit under the weather, KJ went into full-on Hazmat Defcon 4 mode. He wanted BTI hosed down and dipped in that blue stuff barbers use, wanted the offices cleaned and quarantined, and refused to be within breathing distance of BTI for the remainder of the day or at the event they are supposed to work together tomorrow.

And, of course, the rest of us saw an opportunity for a prank.

BTI ran across the street to pick up some of those sanitary/sterility masks and we all huddled together. Steve called KJ into his office for an "important" meeting, in which we were all wearing our masks (and giggling like schoolgirls). It was going to be hysterical to see his face when he walked in.

However, KJ got a glimpse of someone (me) in the mask and caught on to our hijinks. He decided to turn the tables, and, after keeping us waiting for an absurdly-long five minutes, walked into Steve's office dressed a bit like this.

Now, I'm not 100% comfortable with the fact that KJ just "happened to have" a yellow jumpsuit, plastic gloves, and goggles at his disposal, but hey, if there ever is an emergency, I know whose panic room I'm crashing.

And I have to admit, he got us.

But just wait till tomorrow when BTI starts coughing all over him. We'll see who laughs last!

-- Dave