travis and an old guy get on the elevator.  travis wears jeans and a red shirt, the old guy is in a suit.  the doors close.  silence until the old guy speaks up. 

“Is this casual Friday or is this how we dress?”

travis looks at him

“Yes.”

“I see.  I didn’t get the memo.”

the elevator arrives at its floor.  both travis and the old guy get off.  the old guy tells the receptionist he’s here to meet with whoever…an interview.  as travis walks back to his desk, he thinks to himself “whatever.  you’re lucky i’m not interviewing you, you old coot.”