As someone who sports sweatpants and a hoodie for most of the year, I certainly don't have an aura of intimidating professionalism, but the guy in our next story realized how quickly our stylish social stigmas can derail a couple of employees.

There's nothing worse than feeling like you're being rushed. When you're at the store and the person behind you in line is breathing down your neck, there's a part of you that wants to run the other direction to get out of their way. But there's a smaller, louder part of the pettiest corners of your brain that wants you to succumb to the intrusive thoughts and move as slowly as possible, just to enrage the person behind you.

Got to love a well executed petty revenge.

Mad times we live in.

Really wanted those boots of levitation.