I’ve heard that women don’t “get” this, but in my male-dominated corner of the industry it’s very common for camaraderie to be expressed in the form of mild verbal abuse. You’re not one of the gang unless you can take, and occasionally deliver, a good zinger. Or at least that’s what I tell myself when I’m on the receiving end of an over-the-cube-wall exchange like this:

Me: We have three Jeffs at this company now. That’s annoying.
Esteemed Colleague: One was annoying.