Um, Excuse Me, Boss...

I walked into my boss's office yesterday.

Needed to talk about a few things, when all of the sudden he glanced up at me and I realized he had done something to his face. It looked bloody between his eyes, or at the very top of the part that leads down to your nose. Where your glasses rest.

Except my boss doesn't wear glasses. And he doesn't shave up there, either.

Startled, I said, "Are you ok? You're bleeding." He thought for a moment, then laughed when he checked in the mirror.

My boss drinks a red fruit smoothie from a large-rimmed cup every morning. Every time he took a drink, it left a mark on his face.

Telling people he knicked his face trimming his unibrow sure makes a better story. Too bad he's my boss...