So, exactly how does one dress up as a Chippendale and keep his job (without actually being a Chippendale)?

“Sure, everyone dresses up for Halloween.”"It’s a tradition in the office.”

“Last year, we grabbed a boombox and did a conga line through the cafeteria.”

You’d think I would have seen through it. I even asked several times if this was a joke, to haze the newbies. I was assured repeatedly that this was a fun office, a department that believed in breaking the tension, and raising morale.

I heard, in intricate detail, about the costumes everyone would be wearing. And how much easier it would be to go straight from work to Friday night Halloween parties without having to go home to change.

Yep, I bought it.  Even after seeing Pam get stiffed by her colleagues at the New York Dunder-Mifflin office last night. She dressed up as Charlie Chaplin only to find that no one else was in costume. (Even worse, she couldn’t remove the hat, because then she looked like Hitler.

So here I am, at the office.  Dressed as a Chippendale.

Happy Halloween, everyone.

Gotcha.