I’ve been on a mission to clean out my closet and change up the old wardrobe. My goal is to eliminate morning angst.
I want to be able to pop into the closet, grab a shirt, pants & blazer — and by that I mean any shirt, pants & blazer – and boom, I’m out of there. Classy, chic, and completely office appropriate.
My mission is nearly complete.
But in pursuit of my dream, I have stumbled upon a most alarming situation. Something I believe will undermine women’s role in society if we don’t take action immediately.
What it is, you ask, that has me in such a dither?
It happened while I was doing the whole Google thing. My search terms being ‘classy’, ‘chic’, and ‘office appropriate’. I couldn’t help noticing that some women – and by some women, I mean nearly every woman wearing a button up shirt – seemed to have extraordinary difficulty buttoning up.
These are just a few of the poor dears I came across:
What bothers me the most (and if you’re a woman, it should concern you as well), is that no one pointed it out to them!
I mean, come on! This woman missed TWO buttons!
If a man has his fly undone, doesn’t someone take him aside? Whisper in his ear? Give him a quick heads up?
Of course they do!
But these poor women had no one. NO ONE!
And just look at this next woman! She missed a good three or four buttons, and even forgot a bra!
Aw hell, she’s even in her pajamas!
Couldn’t anyone tap her on the shoulder and whisper, “Uh, dear, you might want to freshen up a bit before you walk into that meeting.”
And lest you think it stops here, oh no my friends. It gets worse. It gets much worse.
There are women who didn’t just forget buttons, they forgot to wear shirts!!!
I am deeply concerned, my friends. Deeply concerned!
Were a man to walk into a meeting dressed as thus, he would likely get laughed out of the boardroom. Or else have dollar bills stuffed in his pants.
Honestly, how can we hope to be taken seriously in the workplace if we can’t even manage a button or two? From whence shall our help come?
Therefore, I call upon my fellow sisters to make a pledge to one another: If we see each other unbuttoned, unzipped or unsnapped, where we definitely need to be buttoned, zipped, and/or snapped, we will discretely let each other know.
And please, oh please, I beg of you: should I ever forget to wear a shirt, please let me know!!!
The tension is mounting people, even drawing in our most chill-est of personnel! (If you didn’t catch our previous update, click here.)
This morning I walk into the break room for my requisite cup of Earl Grey, and there by the microwave stands one of our counselors. One of the cool ones because she reads this blog. (Although she’s running a month behind, meaning she hasn’t read my last two posts.) Continue reading “Anonymous Note Update, #2!”
Hey gang, guess what I found out this week? I’m what is commonly referred to as an Office Manager. Imagine that!
Seriously, I didn’t know. I mean, I kind of just drifted into this position, so I didn’t think about what it entailed. Anyway, I work in an office with about … Well, let’s see … How many employees? … One, two, three … there’s another around the corner … can’t forget the one up there … Oh hell. I don’t know. They all seem to be doing their job well enough, so I’m not going to worry about it.
But it occurred to me that at some point, one of them might leave and then we’d have an opening. If that should happen, and if one of you should apply for the position — obviously I’d give my dedicated readers first crack at it.
After all, if you are the fine, intelligent readers I take you to be, I have no doubt you can handle any job duty thrown at you. So these tips will give you an inside track on how to stay on my good side, once you get the job. You’re welcome.