"I've been waiting for this one. Two words: d**k tag. I don't know who started d**k tag, but it became a very popular game very quickly. The whole gist of d**k tag was pretty simple. You popped out your d**k and showed it to another employee. Whoever saw the d**k was 'it.' In order to stop being 'it,' you had to pop your d**k out and show it to someone else. I had heard whisperings, but people denied that it was a thing. I never witnessed anything, so the only thing I could do was to send out an email to remind people of appropriate office behavior. D**k tag continued, until one day it was taken too far. One of our managers — we'll call him Kyle — was an idiot. Kyle decided that the best way to welcome a new employee into the company was to induct him into d**k tag. So, while this poor guy was filling out his new-hire paperwork, Kyle pulled down his pants, dumped his d**k on the table, and yelled, 'YOU'RE IT!'"
"Around the same time, multiple employees were in our parking lot also playing d**k tag. Our lovely and sweet accounts payable lady, Ronnie, was walking into work and got caught in the d**k tag crossfire. This woman, who was super religious and had been with the same man her entire life, clutched her pearls at the sight of a barrage of d**ks coming at her. Ronnie walked into my office like she had seen the devil himself, and before she even got a chance to explain, the new guy walked in after her, handed me back the new-hire paperwork, told me what happened, and said this probably wasn't going to be a good fit for him. Ronnie then launched into her story about the indecency and how she wasn't sure she'd be able to look her husband in the eyes after what she saw. After soothing Ronnie, I called Kyle up, and he explained his side, the rules of the game, and ratted out everyone who was playing. Kyle was fired. That Friday, a company-wide memo went out and banned d**k tag. We had multiple training sessions on sexual harassment, and I had to tell 50 grown men that it's not OK to take your penis out at work."
"Around the same time, multiple employees were in our parking lot also playing d**k tag. Our lovely and sweet accounts payable lady, Ronnie, was walking into work and got caught in the d**k tag crossfire. This woman, who was super religious and had been with the same man her entire life, clutched her pearls at the sight of a barrage of d**ks coming at her. Ronnie walked into my office like she had seen the devil himself, and before she even got a chance to explain, the new guy walked in after her, handed me back the new-hire paperwork, told me what happened, and said this probably wasn't going to be a good fit for him. Ronnie then launched into her story about the indecency and how she wasn't sure she'd be able to look her husband in the eyes after what she saw. After soothing Ronnie, I called Kyle up, and he explained his side, the rules of the game, and ratted out everyone who was playing. Kyle was fired. That Friday, a company-wide memo went out and banned d**k tag. We had multiple training sessions on sexual harassment, and I had to tell 50 grown men that it's not OK to take your penis out at work."