Wednesday, September 16, 2009

business casual.

i don't have to dress up for work. dress up is taking it to the extreme. i barely have to wear shoes to work. my entire office is comprised of dancers and everyone does dance shit all day so half the time people are on their computers wearing sweats with tape on their feet. i do however dress in real clothes when we have events at work - which is pretty often. but enough about me. let's talk about our leadership. recently she asked me to choose between two $5.99 tops for her to wear to an important meeting, while standing in "suit separates" pants with a 3" hole along the side. now, i am by no means wealthy. i get paid in chocolate coins. and yet, i still manage to wear clothing that is adequately affixed. it's one thing to wear cheap clothes. it's a whole other situation when your clothes are so shabby they are showing skin the likes of which your staff should never have to see. and you wonder why we never have any money and can't seem to convince wealthy people to support the starving arts organziations. um, perhaps because management looks like they just rolled out of bed in time to solicit your major gift. christ.

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