Which is worse?
A man forced to run around the parking lot naked in front of his coworkers with a donut affixed to a uniquely suited appendage…
…or a man forced to tattoo an image of his coworkers’ choice onto his butt?
This was a plot point in this week’s episode of The Office, and I contend that the naked donut run was the decidedly worse option (though it was portrayed on the show of the lesser of the two evils).
My wife disagrees, claiming that the permanence of the tattoo overshadows the momentary embarrassment of the parking lot streaking.
I argue that the discreet nature of the location of the tattoo creates a problem in only the most intimate circumstances, whereas the outlandish and embarrassing imagery associated with the run would be just as permanent in the minds of the coworkers as any tattoo.