Today I had to go to the HQ office for work (which, granted, is where I’m officially assigned but I’ve been working from one of our Lansing offices regularly because it’s a lot closer to my house). Rather than iron some pants, I decided I’d risk it and wear a pair of jeans. We’re not *supposed* to wear jeans, but I work in IT. It’s fairly casual anyway, unlike accounting where I used to work, so I figured it’d be safe.
So I was on the highway this morning, half-way there, when I started having second thoughts. Should I really show up in jeans? It might be frowned upon by the corporate Gods or something. This thought quickly evaporated because I was not about to turn around to go back home as that would have added another 30 minutes onto my already late-start day (I overslept yet again- damn DST). Besides, I had a really busy day ahead and wanted – needed rather- to just get started.
Since I haven’t been to the main office on a Friday in literally months, I was pleasantly surprised when I arrived after 8am to find free parking spaces on the 2nd floor of the parking deck – normally after 8, you’re lucky to end up on the 3rd. When I got inside and entered the elevator, a handful of people from my floor got on right behind me.
All wearing jeans and tennis shoes. 🙂
March 21st, 2011 at 21:00
That’s what I like most about Friday’s…the jeans 🙂