Dress Code Aberrations

Day Job Supervisor: “I like that shirt!”

Me: “Thanks!”

DJS: “And what kind of shoes are those?”

Me: “They’re actually paratrooper boots.”

DJS: “You know, my son would love everything you’re wearing. The only things he has that you don’t are tattoos.”

Me: “Well, at least none that show.”

DJS: “…”

And then she clocked me for wearing jeans instead of slacks, something she’s failed to notice for the past week and a half. This gives me a pretty good idea of how long I’ll be able to get away with facial piercings.

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