I ordered new shirts for everyone at the restaurant. We received them two days ago, and I immediately handed them out. A few people were having to do laundry every night to keep up with their schedules.
One of our kitchen guys wore his brand new shirt to work yesterday. A few hours later, he had personalized the front of his T-shirt with this:
While bleaching the cutting boards, a fly was buzzing around and landed on his chest. He slapped the offending insect when it landed on his chest, and quickly followed the action with an “Oh Shhhhhh*t”.
No more new shirts for you, JC.