Most places, an occurrence like this would freak everybody out. But in Brooklyn, people get freaked out when three guys aren't wearing the same flannel print shirt.
The guy on the right walked in to the office for his big interview, but then became deflated, muttered, "Oh, you already have a Jeff?" and exited.
The university's decree that all blonde girls be forced to wear a snow cap with a little poof on top was a massive success. To what end, I have no idea.
I think if I were in that situation, I'd end up tearing off my shirt. Yeah, I might be the crazy, shirtless guy on the plane, but then at least there'd only be one of me.
Not pictured is the total dudebro of the office wearing a Coke Zero shirt.
Also not pictured is the employee donning the New Coke shirt...because they were fired back in 1985.
"You're gonna love working here. We like to keep a low-key, plaid-sual atmosphere."
"Continuing our tour, here you'll see two of our best employees, WORKER #1286 and WORKER #2335. Boy, they sure are satisfied with their daily mandated mingling time."
I wonder who they're texting.
...Just kidding. We all know they're texting each other, saying, "Sweet shorts, bro."
The J. Crew Fan Club's membership spiked once they started including unlimited breadsticks at every meeting.
"Oh, come on, guys. We all agreed to coordinate when we'd wear the blue and white striped shirt so this wouldn't happen! Quick, one of us put on his bomber jacket before anybody notices!"
You know you're in trouble when you lose a "Who Wore It Best?" to an evil, stuffed banana prospector.
Alright, I'm getting sick of seeing this one shirt so often. Let's make a pact, everybody. Tonight, we all go home and burn our J. Crew gingham button-ups in a giant bonfire. Who's with me?
It was at the exact same moment that Frank and Carl realized their valuable real-world experience of chopping down trees and carving birdhouses offers surprisingly little help when it comes to working as stock analysts.
I'm calling it now. The office superlative title for "Most Likely to Become a Cat Lady" is going to be more competitive than ever this year.
It's one thing to show up wearing the same outfit as your friend when you're going out to dinner, but to wear the same thing as the restaurant itself? Now that's awkward.