Or on the bosses (company owner) desk with his 18 year old daughter who had started working there a week before, after hours of course. She was a wild, wild, wild one. Sigh. Alas, it was too much fun to be young. (True story, 25 years ago, she told the boss when they were fighting to spite him, I did not get fired, merely verbally reprimanded, and then invited to Thanksgiving at their house.)
What a family. Did you go to that turkey dinner?
I wouldn’t trust any of them.
As newlyweds, my wife and I used my boss’s office couch for some after-hours activity once. It was a small office, I imagine when a bunch of us would meet up between field work and heading off for dinner or a bar we would have a beer while waiting.