What do you do when you see a window washer outside of your office window? You take a selfie with him, duh.
It’s about 2PM on a Thursday afternoon (I’m painting the picture, people) and all of a sudden I look up and see feet outside of my 10th floor window. So I do what any ‘normal’ and responsible employee would do and I quickly grab my phone and motion for the window washer to stop and pose with me for a picture. What? It’s not like he was busy doing something else.