There used to be a sign that was quite common in shops and offices. It read ‘You don’t have to be mad to work here, but it helps!’
Often the people who put up signs like this were the sort of folk who wore sensible (grey) woollen cardigans buttoned up to the neck (women… and maybe some men) or shiny (grey) trousers worn at half-mast so you could see their white socks (men).
Rarely were they the sort of people that you’d think ‘I want to party with these guys’, unless your idea of a party is a couple of glasses of shandy and being tucked up in bed by 10pm.
Whenever I see a selfie of people gurning furiously it reminds me of that sign.