Recently I wore a Speedo to work. My boss, an evangelical, was always trying to police everyone else’s uniforms, mustaches, etc. One day he clocked out while in a pair of surf bard shorts, tee shirt, and flip flops. I was triple dog dared to come in with a Speedo on. I went to Planet Fitness as was my custom before going on duty. I worked out then showered, took the Speedo and wet it in the sink. I put it on under my shorts and went to work. I stripped the shorts off in the station parking lot, got out of my car with nothing but the Speedo on and walked into the firehouse. As I poured coffee my officer asked what I was doing. After that day he never tried to police anyone again. He got a dose of his own medicine.