This weekend I went to a major dog show. Not shockingly, it was an eye opener.

I’ve seen the great film “Best in Show”, so I was ready for some antics, but actually attending one takes it to a whole new level.

I was at a Westminster Dog Show prelim (I think), so we had intimate access to the dogs — and the owners. And this is where the correlations magically started drawing themselves. I felt like I was at work, but all of my allies were gone. It was just me and the people I never talk to in the office.

I learned there’s a reason Susan’s reports always smell like Milkbones. She keeps them in her pocket — and may or may not chew on them all day. And all of the Westie decor Thomas has on his desk is definitely what I suspected it was: A lifestyle.

It’s not all bad, though. The dogs were impressive and cute, and some of the dog handlers owners were very friendly (many weren’t personable at all — shocker).

Perhaps the thing that threw me for the biggest loop was the handful of attractive women handling dogs. I wasn’t sure I was seeing things correctly until Lady Von Kaiser noted them, as well.

When I saw the more attractive dog handlers also chewing on low-grade meats and crunchy treats, it really got me thinking: My coworkers are capable of anything.

So the next time you’re sitting in the cubicle wondering what Dorothy does on the weekends — it might not be just an innocent trip to Pottery Barn for new dishes.

It could be this:

And if it is — it could be a lot worse…Yikes.

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