Dressed to Impress/Repulse
Ignoring for a moment how odd it is that this was scheduled for Valentines Day...I had my first official review at work today. That is always nerve-wracking, even when you're doing a good job and you know you're doing a good job. I supposed there is just something generally unpleasant about being judged.
First, I must quickly interject that the atmosphere at work is extremely, extremely casual. Tshirts and sneaks. Ponytails and gum-chewing. Cussing and drinking. At your desk.
So to dilute the awkwardness of the day, me and one of the other guys on my team decided to be way too formal about this and to try to confuse and/or flatter our boss. So we both came to work today in full-on business suits. He has on a tie. I have on heels and earrings. It feels like 1984 IBM corporate headquarters in here. Or like Michael Douglas and Charlie Sheen could come walking around the corner any minute, talking NASDAQ or communicating in that broker sign language.
And it totally backfired. Instead of thinking it was cute/funny that we took this so seriously, our boss was really disgusted! She wanted to send us home!?
First, I must quickly interject that the atmosphere at work is extremely, extremely casual. Tshirts and sneaks. Ponytails and gum-chewing. Cussing and drinking. At your desk.
So to dilute the awkwardness of the day, me and one of the other guys on my team decided to be way too formal about this and to try to confuse and/or flatter our boss. So we both came to work today in full-on business suits. He has on a tie. I have on heels and earrings. It feels like 1984 IBM corporate headquarters in here. Or like Michael Douglas and Charlie Sheen could come walking around the corner any minute, talking NASDAQ or communicating in that broker sign language.
And it totally backfired. Instead of thinking it was cute/funny that we took this so seriously, our boss was really disgusted! She wanted to send us home!?
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