I may work somewhere someday that doesn't require me to display my work ability based on my choice of pants.
Apparently a delegation of bank VP types are coming through so a memo went out proclaiming today "no jeans day." I was tempted to wear ratty sneakers, a snarky tshirt, and pressed slacks.
There is a girl two seats behind me that I know from somewhere, but can't place her. Damn getting old sucks. Stupid memory.
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