Adapted from internet
No more panicking about what to wear to work.
No one would dare ask Santa Claus for a ride to work.
One big brown belt and you’d be accessorized for life.
Sensible footwear.
You’d never have to make the coffee.
No office politics; a hearty ho-ho-ho would remind everyone who is the boss.
Your children would adore you; even your teenagers would want to sit in your lap.
You’d never take the wrong coat on your way home.
You could grow a tummy the size of Texas and consider it a job requirement.
No one would ask to see your job description.
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