I was never on the nail with fads or fashion or music or anything. I distinctly remember never really knowing what to wear. My mates did and so I copied them. I cope now by wearing a series of "kits" as I did when I played sports. I have my, being in the house kit, my cycling kit, my allotment kit, my dog walking kit, my working kit and my smarter going up the town kit.
I like to keep my kits seperate - not from any autistic fuelled mania, but just because it's a lot less hassle.
Go to work, get married, have some kids, pay your taxes, pay your bills, watch your tv, follow fashion, act normal, obey the law and repeat after me: "I am free."
Anon
I tend to have a rummage round my side of the bed to see what I threw there last week and put that on. There is no point wearing anything nice when dealing with nervous livestock.
Mrs P came home with a letter today, (she has part time job with the co-op.) Apparently she's been "mapped" into the role of "Customer Team Member." I wouldn't mind a glimpse of this map myself.
Go to work, get married, have some kids, pay your taxes, pay your bills, watch your tv, follow fashion, act normal, obey the law and repeat after me: "I am free."
Anon
I wonder what the corresponding terminology is for losing a job? Excavated from the working environment perhaps, or deleted from the office interface or expunged from the system?
Mapped into a negative employment role.
In the 80's it was being a dolie, or a dole-queue-Johnny.
I recall while working at my prior company, you knew you would be getting the axe if the Principal of the firm asked you to go to lunch at Chili's restaurant on a Friday, but only that combination.
You were safe if it was on any other day or other restaurant.
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Looks like the Coronal mass ejections are going to be a bit of a damp squib after all. Not that it matters here in Yorkshire, where if its not raining, its going to rain, and if its not going to rain its foggy. My nieghbour saw the Northern Lights in 1943 in Bradford (no doubt helped by the blackout) but nothing since.
That's an neat idea; for a while I had shoes and purses that were color coordinated with each outfit...the last few years though, it's tee shirts, flannel slacks and nikes
It must be great not to have a bossom; my tees advertise pizza night, chocolate ice cream night and trips to the laundry where the bleach splashed
What sort of shoes do you wear?
Wow, they took you to dinner? I've only been fired once; it was horribly traumatic. I had told the boss that some schematics seemed to have been "lifted" from my office. Next day, I walked in, no one said good morning, I was called to HR and they talked about those extra 3 minutes I took for lunch and the time I left for an emergency, called 2 security guards who walked me to my car....![]()