Thursday, February 09, 2006
I Heart Denim
Tomorrow is casual Friday, but I cannot partake. I have an interview with my current boss, to work for her in a different position when she starts her job in a new department, where she would, again, be my boss. Therefore, I will suit up. Why suit up, you ask, when your boss sees you every day anyway wearing more casual clothes in a more casual setting? Why dress to impress when she just saw you chowing down chicken tenders at your desk during lunch today? Well, these are good questions. I'm less concerned about the actual answer than I am about the fact that I can't wear jeans to work tomorrow.
I love casual Friday. I know it seems ridiculous to get excited about being allowed to wear jeans, but there's something nice about it. It's like if you were taken prisoner, being kicked and punched by your captors every day -- you would learn to love the day they designated for just slapping you around a little. Maybe Slappy Saturday. Anyway, the point is that not only do I not get a break from the regular punching and kicking, but now one guy is sporting brass knuckles and the other one just put a bar of soap in a pillowcase and he's wielding it menacingly. I hope you're comfortable with my analogy comparing wearing a suit to a severe beating, because I am.
Anyway, perhaps I've mentioned that I don't have a chance at this job. No? I found out that someone with very specific qualifications is applying to the job as well. Also, she is a very good personal friend of the hiring manager. Ouch. I mean, I would never hold it against her if she got the job. It's like the gimme of the century. Can you imagine being faced with hiring someone and the most qualified candidate is your friend? How long would it take you to decide? Exactly. Now I have to wear a suit in the off chance that she gets hired for another job that she's applying to within the company and she picks that one. I'll let you know how it turns out.
Check out this story about The Fernald Center, a home for profoundly retarded people. This is not named for Brendan Fernald, who is not profoundly retarded, but instead, just regular retarded. The only link that would make Brendan more mad would be this one -- the only man who stands between him and Fernald.com. Sometimes I visit the site and just laugh at its outrageous lack of purpose.
If you haven't seen it yet, the Two Man Gentleman Band has posted their latest installment of Dear Internet. Read it here.
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I love casual Friday. I know it seems ridiculous to get excited about being allowed to wear jeans, but there's something nice about it. It's like if you were taken prisoner, being kicked and punched by your captors every day -- you would learn to love the day they designated for just slapping you around a little. Maybe Slappy Saturday. Anyway, the point is that not only do I not get a break from the regular punching and kicking, but now one guy is sporting brass knuckles and the other one just put a bar of soap in a pillowcase and he's wielding it menacingly. I hope you're comfortable with my analogy comparing wearing a suit to a severe beating, because I am.
Anyway, perhaps I've mentioned that I don't have a chance at this job. No? I found out that someone with very specific qualifications is applying to the job as well. Also, she is a very good personal friend of the hiring manager. Ouch. I mean, I would never hold it against her if she got the job. It's like the gimme of the century. Can you imagine being faced with hiring someone and the most qualified candidate is your friend? How long would it take you to decide? Exactly. Now I have to wear a suit in the off chance that she gets hired for another job that she's applying to within the company and she picks that one. I'll let you know how it turns out.
Check out this story about The Fernald Center, a home for profoundly retarded people. This is not named for Brendan Fernald, who is not profoundly retarded, but instead, just regular retarded. The only link that would make Brendan more mad would be this one -- the only man who stands between him and Fernald.com. Sometimes I visit the site and just laugh at its outrageous lack of purpose.
If you haven't seen it yet, the Two Man Gentleman Band has posted their latest installment of Dear Internet. Read it here.
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