When I started working for my current company it was shirts and ties, shirts and ties must look like government well-to-dos. Good for us walking around like we’re all military types.
Then, it was….”well no one can see our sixty-five dollars shirts and ties, let’s dress business casual.” Yeah, I was all for it.
Well, then everyone got laid off. Everyone. The herd of lesbians? Gone. All the formal LPGA golf shirts, bye-bye.
So, then us “Left Behinders” just started wearing jeans and T-shirts. Nice ones, it’s not like I’m wearing my Hoist Bar Tee* to work. Not that anyone would notice, or care.
My boss dropped by and gave me a cap with our branch of the military’s logo on it. Cool hu? I joked that I was going to start wearing caps to work, her response was one of you could wear a rubber glove on your head and run around screaming “I’m a chicken – I’m a chicken” and she wouldn’t care. So today, I’m wearing a baseball cap at work. Now the only reason I bring this up is because I feel weird. Maybe I’ve been in human resources so long somehow it’s just not right. Like cutting that rats nest out of Kate Gosselin's hair.
So, I think this goes in the I’m getting old file. That fact that I won’t wear baseball caps or leather bar T-shirts to work. Who knew?
*Google it, I dare you.