[Kona_Silat]

I work with a bunch of educators and they are usually crabby, love to complain, and since the only way for them to get fired is to sleep with a student they have no sense of consequence for the constant bemoaning of their job and piss poor attitudes.

So winter rolls around, and it's time to play "Secret Santa" at the office. I thought I be thoughtful this year. While at a yard sale, I had found a very touching portrait of a boy holding a puppy. Perfect. Though the painting wasn't exactly quite ready to be given as a gift.

With black and white acrylic paint, I proceeded to paint a beard on the boy, an eyepatch on the dog and dressed the boy in a mafia like adidas tracksuit and a white caption box read a line from the Onion's Smoove B saying "Damn Girl, You know You want my STING." The painting was so patently absurd.

So the day rolls around. "Oh look a watch!" "What a nice scarf." I'm there trying not to laugh. Finally, with the last gift, someone got stuck with this giant, wrapped rectangle. "Hmm I wonder who brought this?" As it was unwrapped. Lo and behold, I sat biting my tongue as each removal of paper revealed more and more of the painting. When it was fully unveiled, I almost had to excuse himself as the entire conference room sat AGHAST at the horror of the painting they now saw. A simple "Well that concludes our secret santa this year everyone. Thanks." was all the director uttered as he quickly ushered everyone out of the room.

About a week later, the painting was in my chair with a note that simply said "I thought you might want this back."

[Bluestar]

oh no! I think it was an awesome gift and a great effort. People who you work with are weird.

We didn't do secret santa this year, instead we bought presents for little children who don't have parents. I bought a cute, little dalmation dog. Not my thing personally, but i hope some little kid likes it!

[Revert]

that my friend..was awesome..kudos

[Aryan_]

Good work sir.

[Rain]

that's rubbish. the painting was awesome. send it to me, if you like.

i hate secret santa. i always get a cheapo or some idiot who likes fluffy socks or after eight frickin mints or...wait for it, a parker pen. hang on, i stand corrected; i'm the one who gave the parker pen to my team manager. he was a dickhead.