Bob has made it clear that he is NOT happy, and furthermore he has trashed his campsite. All duly noted by the judges.
However Bob is in the running to file for unemployment in the near future.
Bob found winning the award raised everyone’s expectations too much.
Bob may need a vacation to the land of white-coated men and kindly, though stern, women. And occasionally, he may hear the sound of the cuckoo in the land!
He just found out it doesn’t come with any form of compensation.
He’s a happy camper. But then again, he’s not camping.
Wait. This is a metaphor, isn’t it?
Talk about rank and file.
Mama said there would be days like these….
No, NO, NO!
Not the BUNNY!
They said there would be a tent. Where’s his tent?
Second place… maybe…
I’ve heard that he is the top office pick for who’s the biggest adult toddler.
Golf game cancelled due to a forecast of rain will do that. One hopes Edna will have a stiff brandy ready for him when he drags himself home.
An associate once threw his desk chair through the office window. He was asked not to return to the office. Politely.
When he heard he was in the running for the Happy Camper Award, it brought back unpleasant memories for Bob of his parents forcing him to go to summer camp as a child.
He won’t be getting a fire prevention badge.