I don't know about you, but I used to hear sunday school lessons about showing good character when you think no one is watching. Heck, even Santa Claus can see when we're doing good deeds or not (but why would he be watching me while I sleep...that's a little creepy), thus (supposedly) regulating our behavior for the year, hopefully for good.

I recieved another lesson in "doing good, because you never know" today in an indirect way. At work, two of our company's major investors showed up unannounced and proceeded to take a tour of the office. All at once, I realized three things:

1) I was wearing my Lucky Brand sweatshirt with the creepy skull and crossbones.
2) There was hemp lip balm sitting on my desk in plain view.
3) My coworker's CD, "The Sickness" by Disturbed, was sitting on my desk, with a cover image of what can only be explained as some old bald dude poking his head out of the shaved pouch of a decaying kangaroo. (I've been meaning to listen to their version of the 80's tune, "Shout," but the cover image scares me, so I keep putting it off.)

I made up for all of this with a firm handshake and warm eye contact and, like in those deoderant commercials, I didn't let them see me sweat.