I got a bunch of Casual Day stickers in exchange for donating to the office Angel Tree, in a typical let’s-defeat-the-point kind of gesture. Casual Day stickers, as you might guess, allow you to wear casual clothes for one day per sticker. The thing is this: I don’t own any jeans, and all of my formerly respectable cargoes and khakis have now degraded to the point where only an emo kid or grad student would be caught wearing them. In order to maintain even a modicum of professionality in the office, I’ll still have to pick clothes out of my Nice Work Clothes wardrobe.<\/p>\n
So next week, on Monday and Friday, I am–get ready–going to come to work with my shirt untucked.<\/i><\/p>\n
(Gentlemen, you may revive your ladies with a gentle fanning.)<\/p>\n
In other work news, it occurred to me on the elevator that I do a lot of thinking on elevators, because elevator trips in this building are freaking interminable. It occurred to me shortly afterward that this can only get worse the higher up you go, which makes it ridiculous that higher floors are reserved for people with increasing amounts of importance.<\/p>\n
You could argue that they enjoy a nicer view from that height, but the fact is the view sucks. It’s all parking lot, clogged highway and leprous rusted roofs. I think it has to be the last gasp of the Puritan work ethic: the CEO and other assorted Grand Mugwumps up on 16 are trying to punish themselves for being successful.<\/p>\n
When I buy the old YWCA building and turn it into a thriving commercial hub with a bakery and apartments and all that, man, my offices are going to be right down on the bottom.<\/p>\n
Either that, or I’ll have a really monster fire-station pole, with a catapult for getting back up.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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