My boss and I always joke around. I bust his chops any chance I get. Today I called in and told him I couldn't go to work. He asked why and I told him I was mourning Michael Jackson He kindly told me to get my ass to work. I showed up with one glove. It's weird, you can find humor in just about any situation.
My boss and I are always hacking on each other. Whenever it's too quiet in the office, I'll walk up behind him and pretend to rub his bald head, and I make a noise like a squeaking balloon...
I'm starting my new job later this week and I'm gonna start immediately messing around with my boss--Wish me luck!