Raining Men

Men. Men. Men.

after hours at the law firm (the firm I work for is 90% women and 5% men, yes only 5% because one of them is part time) it is literally all the guys... and me. I'm again the only female here after 5 upstairs which I now very lovingly refer to as the oven ( no AC remember). Well being the resourceful woman that I am I decided that it was to hot to wear a regular shirt and that I was going to wear a tank top since it's just me up here in my office.. At the moment I decide this my door opens and the sweet sweet men that they are decide to check on me to make sure I haven't melted... please keep in mind they are all attorneys and rather concervative. I am already pushing the limit with my two tattoos that they can see and my "wild hair". So here I sit several fans pointed directly at me, wild hair even more wild that usual i'm sure, and in a rather skimpy tank top and neon bra.. I'm such a winner... At the very least I know they know I'm really great at my job. maybe in a few days when we have AC we can all look back on this and smile.
until then..

Knock before you enter??
Don't Mind If You Do.   O.o