Pretty Pissed In Pink

(My boss is one scary lady. She’s strict, no-nonsense, and foul-mouthed. She carries the weight of the entire business on her shoulders and everything always goes flawlessly. We all love her, and at the same time, are religiously terrified of her. A new shipment of uniforms has arrived, and I notice most of the shirts are pink. This is strange because the staff is predominantly male and there are no events that would warrant the color anytime soon)

Me: “So… um, [Boss], what’s with these ones? I don’t think the boys will like them very much.”

Boss: “Kid, I’m going to tell you what I told ’em all: I like pink; go f*** yourselves.”

(And that was the end of it.)