The perils of working with relatives

It’s a very small world. We all know that. But my world gets smaller and smaller every day. In fact, I work with one of my relatives: my step-aunt (my Dad married her sister), if you will. Well, she was over at my Dad’s for Thanksgiving and apparently some of my childhood pictures surfaced. So she brought them in. An entire album! She put one of the pictures of me (my kindergarten school picture) up in the break room at my office with, “Who in the world is this???” written above the picture. Thankfully, one of my co-workers figured out who it was and notified me of the picture. I concluded she was behind it.

Luckily I found out about the picture in time too, because she said she was going to put up a new picture each day until everyone figured out it was me! Oy vey!

Well, in case you were curious, here is the incriminating evidence:

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