So I'm the office weirdo again.
Two of the big bosses came to visit us in a you've-all-done-very-well-thank-you-Mr-Grace kind of way. The arvo tea was going quite well and Big Boss 1 was commenting on how he needed to come to our offices more often. BB2, a slightly nervous man, piped up and suggested that if they were going to be strolling between buildings over summer, then perhaps we needed to budget for some parasols.
I then loudly announced, "Or perhaps for you, BB2, a surrey with a fringe on top."
*a thousand years of deadly silence*
Someone guffawed, but I think it was at me and not with me.